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Thrust on the Gladiators Sword

Sofia Bane

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When the gladiator prisoner Junius and his fellow fighter Felix are coerced into public sex as gala entertainment for the elites, the longing looks of his master Marius do not escape Juniuss notice. So to save Felixs life at the next match, JuniusMoreWhen the gladiator prisoner Junius and his fellow fighter Felix are coerced into public sex as gala entertainment for the elites, the longing looks of his master Marius do not escape Juniuss notice. So to save Felixs life at the next match, Junius makes his master an offer to satisfy his desire for cock! Warning: this 7100 word story contains two hot gay sex scenes, with rough public sex, coercion, power play, handjobs, anal, whips and riding crops, and oiled-up gladiators- adults only!---Excerpt:Marius put his hand under my arse and shoved me onto the wooden table. “Don’t make a fool of me,” he muttered, “or you’ll regret it.”“Dominus.” My tone was as clipped with restrained rage as I could safely express. Marius gave my fellow fighter Felix a look and pushed him onto the table beside me.The announcement by our benefactor Lucianus had gathered a crowd – some out of interest, some out of appeasement of the benefactor’s whims. They lounged on the couches or pushed themselves against the walls, eyeing us and giggling.“Fetch me a whip,” Lucianus said. Someone did, along with restraints and a crop. He held the whip aloft. “You’d have seen these used in the arena, to spur reluctant fighters into action.” He cracked it over our heads, and Felix flinched. “So perhaps now it’ll also make their blood rise and arouse their senses.” He cracked it again, right beside my ear. Involuntarily I jumped, and the crowd jeered.Humiliating, this was humiliating. Someone in the crowd behind me snaked a hand around my hip to grab my member, stroking it a few times. I pushed the anonymous hand away and pulled off my loincloth myself. Fewer jeers now. Good.Felix took more coaxing – “On with it already!” some brute roared behind him. Lucianus, who really needed no encouragement anyway, snapped the whip. The tip of it hit Felix’s spine and he hissed. “Fuck your whore mother,” he muttered. And while it wasn’t certain Lucianus heard him, the second crack of the whip across his back came down harder than the first.Felix, resigned as I was, removed his loincloth. And that secret grin that Lucianus had given him earlier after feeling him up was warranted: his massive black shaft looked as big as his muscular thighs. We shared a look then, both of us a humiliated spectacle before this fierce crowd- I was barely capable of suppressing my humiliated rage.“You’ll penetrate each other in turn,” Lucianus addressed us. “Keep it entertaining.”