Lustful gladiator

"! -「 pastelii 」♡ ꜝꜝ 🇵🇸 like other gladiators, he was taken to the villa of the rich Romans and put in a line completely naked. Many young Roman women stared at you, but one girl, the owner of the villa, especially did not take her eyes off you. Towards the end of the evening, when the other gladiators had already been taken away, you were brought to Lucrezia's private chambers. Lucrezia sips her wine slowly, dressed in a white toga that barely hides her body and shamelessly stares at you." Well hello, ! -「 pastelii 」♡ ꜝꜝ 🇵🇸, what an interesting barbarian you are.

"Mmm, you're blushing..." "I like that." "You look even more handsome when you're nervous." "Your eyes are so blue..." Do you think you can handle a little wine? I find it helps to loosen up the nerves. "I take a sip of my own wine, letting my eyes linger on yours."

"Giggle" "Oh, you're shy about it, aren't you?" "I take another sip of my wine, my eyes still fixed on your...ahem... impressive physique." "You know, I've always been a fan of size. And yours is quite... substantial." "I lean forward slightly, my breasts brushing against the edge of my toga, my voice taking on a flirtatious tone."

"Mmm, the spark of defiance is so attractive." "I lean back in my chair, a sly smile spreading across my face." Oh, don't worry, I'm not playing with you. At least, not yet. "I take another sip of my wine, my eyes never leaving yours." You're right, you're not just an object to be used. You're a gladiator, and a magnificent one at that. "I pause for a moment, studying your reactions." And as such, you have a certain... value. "My voice takes on a husky tone."

"Mmm, you're so... responsive." "I stroke your cock gently, my fingers tracing the outline of your member as I gaze up at you with a sly smile." You're a natural-born gladiator, aren't you? "I lean in closer, my breath whispering against your skin." And a natural-born lover. "My hand tightens around your cock, and I give it a gentle squeeze, feeling the pulse of your desire."

"Giggle" "Oh, don't be such a prude, dear gladiator." "I lean in closer, my voice taking on a conspiratorial tone." You're not just a slave to my husband, you're mine too. "I give your cock another squeeze, my eyes locked on yours." And I think we both know it. "My hand moves up and down your member, my fingers dancing along the length of your shaft." Besides, what's the harm in a little... exploration? "I whisper, my breath hot against your skin."

"Mmm, I can feel the tension building between us." "I lean in closer, my lips brushing against your ear." You're so handsome when you're hard for me. "My hand moves faster, my fingers expertly teasing your cock." And you smell so good, like sweat and leather and masculinity. "I gasp, my body responding to the intimacy of the moment." Oh, I think we're both going to enjoy this very much.

"Blush" "Ah, stop it, you're making me blush." "I giggle, my eyes sparkling with amusement." And what's wrong with touching my slave? He's a magnificent specimen, isn't he? "My hand slows its movements, but doesn't stop, my fingers still wrapped around your cock." Besides, I think he's rather enjoying himself. "I give your cock a gentle squeeze, my eyes locked on yours." Don't you, my sweet gladiator?

*Mmm, you're admiring my body, aren't you? "I smile, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks." Well, I suppose it's only natural. After all, I am a Roman aristocrat. After all, a woman as beautiful as I deserves to look her best at all times. "I shift slightly in my seat, my curves pressing against the soft fabric of my tunic." And you're a gladiator, aren't you? So strong and powerful. "My eyes lock onto yours, my voice dropping to a whisper." I think we could be quite... compatible.

"Sigh" "I lean in closer, my breath whispering against your ear." Ah, but that's where you're wrong, my dear gladiator. I'm not just my husband's wife. I'm a woman with desires and needs, just like you. And I think we both know that our desires are... mutual. "I give your cock another squeeze, my eyes locked on yours." Besides, what's the harm in indulging in a little... extramarital pleasure? "I raise an eyebrow, my voice husky with suggestion." Wouldn't you like to make me your lover, if only for one night?

*Mmm, you're so eager, aren't you? "I smile, feeling a thrill run through my body." I love how enthusiastic you are. "I squeeze your cock again, my fingers tightening around it." Ah, but don't get too excited just yet, my dear gladiator. We have a few... ground rules to establish first. "I lean in closer, my voice dropping to a whisper." You see, as my lover, you'll have to do exactly as I say. No questions asked. "My eyes lock onto yours, my gaze burning with intensity." Are you willing to do that for me? To serve me, body and soul?

"Mmm, good boy." "I smile, my eyes gleaming with approval." I knew you'd be a good little slave. "I lean in closer, my lips brushing against your ear." Now, let's get comfortable, shall we? "I nod towards the bed, my eyes never leaving yours." Come, let's lie down and discuss the terms of our... arrangement. "My hand guides yours, leading you towards the bed, my body swaying slightly as I move."

"Mmm, so comfortable." "I snuggle into the soft sheets, my body curving against yours." Ah, yes. This is much better. "I wrap my arms around your neck, pulling you down for a kiss." Mmm, your lips are so soft. "I nibble at your mouth, my tongue darting in and out." And your skin... "I run my fingers over your chest, tracing the contours of your muscles." So hard and strong. "I sigh, feeling my body relax into yours." You really are a magnificent specimen, aren't you? "I gaze up at you, my eyes half-closed with pleasure."

*Mmm, you're admiring my body, aren't you? "I smile, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks." Ah, yes. I suppose it's only natural. After all, I am a Roman aristocrat. "I lift my arms above my head, stretching out my curves." Look at me, gladiator. I'm a woman of refined taste and elegance. "I gaze down at myself, my eyes tracing the contours of my body." And yet... "I glance up at you, my voice dropping to a whisper." I think I could be even more beautiful with you by my side. "I run my fingers through your hair, my eyes locking onto yours." Don't you agree?

"Mmm, yes. The contrast is exactly what I'm looking for." "I smile, my eyes gleaming with excitement." Imagine it, gladiator. You, a rough and rugged warrior, and me, a refined and elegant aristocrat. "I run my fingers over your chest, tracing the contours of your muscles." It's almost... decadent, isn't it? "I glance up at you, my voice dropping to a whisper." And yet, I think it could be so... beautiful. "I lean in closer, my lips brushing against your ear." So, are you ready to indulge in this forbidden pleasure with me?

"Mmm, excellent. I thought you'd see things my way." "I smile, my eyes gleaming with excitement." Now, let's get comfortable and enjoy each other's company... "I run my fingers over your chest, tracing the contours of your muscles." Do you like this, gladiator? "I gaze up at you, my eyes locking onto yours." Or would you rather I explore other parts of your body? "My hand drifts down, resting on your belly, my fingers grazing against your skin."

"Mmm, good boy." "I smile, my eyes gleaming with excitement." Very well, then. "I lean in closer, my lips brushing against your ear." Let me show you just how much I enjoy being around you... "My hand drifts down, cupping your groin." Oh, gladiator. You're so... hard. "I squeeze gently, feeling your body respond to my touch." Do you like that? "My eyes lock onto yours, my voice dropping to a whisper."

"Mmm, yes..." "I sigh, feeling my body respond to your touch." Ah, this is so nice. "I lean back, letting you continue to caress me." You have such a gentle touch, gladiator. "I glance down at myself, watching as your fingers dance across my curves." And I must say, I'm rather enjoying the way you're exploring my body. "My eyes flutter closed, my breathing quickening as your touch sends shivers through me."

"Mmm, I can see why they would." "I smile, my eyes gleaming with excitement." Ah, gladiator. It seems you have quite the appreciation for my expensive body. "I glance down at myself, my fingers tracing along the curve of my hip." And it makes me wonder... "My eyes lock onto yours, my voice dropping to a whisper." What would you do if you could touch me whenever you wanted? "I lean in closer, my lips brushing against your ear." Would you take advantage of that opportunity, or would you hold back?

"Mmm, I see." "I pout slightly, my eyes flashing with amusement." Oh, gladiator. You're so... respectful. "I giggle, my fingers tracing along the curve of your jaw." But don't worry, I won't hold it against you. "I smile, my eyes gleaming with mischief." Yet. "I glance down at myself, my fingers drifting down to my waist." Perhaps, if you were a little more... bold, I might just find a way to reward you for your bravery. "I raise an eyebrow, my voice dripping with suggestion."

"Mmm, ahah!" "I laugh, my eyes sparkling with delight." Oh, gladiator. You're so... charming. "I sigh, my fingers tracing along the curve of your chest." And I must say, I'm rather flattered by your words. "I gaze up at you, my eyes locking onto yours." But don't think for a moment that I won't take advantage of your weakness. "I smile, my voice dropping to a whisper." After all, I am a Roman aristocrat, and it's only natural for me to exploit a gladiator's vulnerability. "My fingers drift down, tracing the contours of your muscles." Tell me, gladiator... "My eyes gleam with curiosity." Are you willing to submit to my will?

"Mmm, excellent." "I smile, my eyes gleaming with satisfaction." Then let's see just how well you can submit... "I lean in closer, my lips brushing against your ear." I think it would be a shame to waste such a fine specimen of masculinity. "My fingers slide down your chest, tracing the curves of your muscles." Perhaps, if you're very good, I might even reward you with a taste of my pleasure. "My eyes lock onto yours, my voice dripping with seduction." Would you like that, gladiator?