When In Rome - Sex Stories

When In Rome

... knelt to pick up his sword. She shivered as he traced the razor sharp point up her belly, and up, between her breasts. He turned it horizontal, and held it to her throat as he slammed his cock back inside her. He stayed there still. Watching her, his blade to her throat. Callia met his eyes, holding herself perfectly still. Still as a statue. And then she squeezed her cunt hard around his cock… and smiled. She felt his cock jerk inside her, his muscles tighten as he stroked one more time. She knew what was coming. She wrapped her legs tight around his back, and his mouth covered hers as he cut the ropes that bound her wrists. It had been a test. To see if she feared him in that moment. She'd passed. He wrapped his arms around her, lifted her like she weighed nothing and threw her on the bed. And then he was on top of her, between her legs, cock once again buried in pussy. Where it belonged. He wasn't gentle. He slapped her face as he fucked her harder and deeper than any man ever had. He held her hands, still braceleted with rope, above her head, pining her still as he filled her, over and over. Her back arched off the bed as her legs began to shake, and she writhed underneath him. "Cassius.. I'm-" He kissed her neck softly before his hands moved to circle her throat. "I know. Cum for me. Cum with my cock inside you." His hands tightened on her throat as her cunt tightened on his cock. Her screams were muffled, and he choked her, hard, as her wet little cunt shook around his ...

... cock. Her eyes were wide open, watering as she struggled to breathe, struggled to scream… but it was Cassius' name on her lips as she came with her b*****r's cock deep inside her. He released her throat as she collapsed, breathless and smiling, back against the bed. The door slammed open. She barely tilted her head until she she could see her b*****r. Well, a different b*****r. Marcus. The youngest of the boys, but still almost six years older than her. "Cass, they've found another one. We need to leave now." Cassius ignored him. She smiled. He wasn't done with her yet. [center]CASSIUS[/center] Fucking Marcus. He ignored his youngest b*****r as he drove his cock back inside his s****r's wet, still trembling cunt. She was breathless underneath him, pussy still gripping his cock hard, still shuddering with aftershocks. He'd wanted to taste her, kiss her mouth, bury his face in her neck as he filled her with cum… but they had an audience now. He would not show his b*****r his weakness. He only had one. He'd kill anyone. Sit back and watch anyone be killed if he could gain from it. b*****rs, father… He hadn't shed a tear or blinked an eye when his mother died. But he could not lose Callie. He'd kill anyone who tried to hurt her. No one could know that. Because then she could be used against him. They all fucked her. His father, all of his b*****rs. But she meant nothing to them. She was just a pretty toy to be played with. Something to amuse them, to pass the time. He needed to ...