Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 1

... slave’s features, her eyes wide with horror, the nostrils flaring in disgust, the head moving back and forth, the mouth sucking steadily. Flavia felt no sympathy, only total thankfulness that the roles had been reversed. “Is she sucking you well, slave?” Venetia enquired of the male slave. “Y-yes... H-Highness,” answered the male in a taut voice. “Good... good ...” smiled Venetia. “And you know, of course, what will happen if you release before I give the order.” “Y-Yes... Highness ...” “And what is that?” “I... aahh... shall be flogged, Highness,” answered the slave. Flavia sensed that he was getting close to his peak and was striving desperately to control himself. “That goes for you too,” said Venetia to the other slave, who was continuing to fuck ponderously. Obviously trying to save himself, thought Flavia. Venetia turned to her. “And what have you been doing, my dear?” “I went to watch the return of Xena,” said Flavia with a happy smile. “Ahh... so she’s back now. I hope she enjoyed her little excursion.” “I don’t think so,” said Flavia, still smiling. “I led her back to her cell... and noticed that she seemed to have some difficulty in moving.” “Ah well ...” “I encouraged her with my switch.” “Excellent,” said Venetia. She suddenly pointed to the slave who was doing the fucking. “You,” she snapped, “move that arse faster!” At once the slave’s haunches began to move more swiftly. The female slave, known as Bea, snorted several times but went on with her sucking. “Does ...

... she make a good fuck?” asked Flavia on a sudden sadistic impulse. “N-not... very... M-My Lady,” answered the slave. “Dear me,” said Venetia, shaking her head sorrowfully, “she will have to be encouraged.” The two women watched contentedly as the living tableau continued to perform, but now at a faster pace. “Do you know, Highness,” said Flavia, “Xena did not truly believe what you told her was going to happen tomorrow.” “Really? About having twelve male slaves in with her tomorrow, you mean?” “That’s right. Didn’t think you could possibly mean it. I had to thrash her for doubting your word.” “Quite right too,” nodded Venetia. Young Flavia is certainly getting her own back, she reflected. Both women saw that the slave who was being sucked was breathing faster and beginning to shudder. He was obviously approaching a climax. “Well, she’ll certainly believe it tomorrow,” said Flavia. “Yes indeed,” smiled Venetia. “Fuck faster,” she ordered the slave - who went into sudden overdrive. At that moment, the slave who was being sucked lost control and erupted into Bea’s mouth. He gripped the nodding head as he unleashed himself but, retching horribly, the slave managed to twist her head away and most of the liquid lust spurted over her face. Flavia knew just how revolting that was... and delighted in the spectacle. “Keep on fucking,” ordered Venetia. The slave was now ramming in and out furiously, also fast mounting a climax. Bea, with head slumped to the floor, was moaning horribly. ...