Date: Sat, 06 Oct 2007 13:58:26 -0400 (EDT) From: Mitchel Mulder Subject: Pax Romana-7 Wolf got better every day, thanks to Paul. Even Severus was impressed with Wolf's work. One night Wolf left the house and hurried over to the fields to look for Wolf. He stopped at the edge of the wood. Curt and the other slaves that work the fields were sitting around the campafire listening to an old man telling a story. Just when he wanted to step from the trees, he saw a girl walking from a hut towards Curt. She sat down next to him, Curt let his hand slide over the girl's back, in reponse she rested her head for a short moment at his houlder. Camarix, who was sitting on the other side got up and walked over to where Wolf was standing. Wolf was just about to turn away when Camarix spotted him. "Hey, Wolf, how are you doing?" "Fine, and you?" "Fine as well, hard work, but I don;t mind that." Camarix lifted his tunic and started to take a piss. "See that Curt is doing fine as well." "Hey, Curt, look who's here!" Camarix called out. Wolf had rather left but now he couldn't. Curt looked up, said something to the girl next to him and got up. He looked great, Wolf thought, as Curt got closer to him. "How are you doin man?" Curt asked and punched Wolf lightly. "Just fine, and you?" "Fine as well", Curt looked back at the girl who was watching the two closely. Camarix, finished and let out a loud burp. "Sorry, just a bit too much to eat tonight", he apologized. "Thanks to the big party they gonna throw tomorrow night", Curt said. "Believe me I don't know how many pigs, chickens, peacocks and goose we had to kill, of course only the best meat goes to the mansion, the rest is for us." "Shall I intruduce you?" Curt asked. "No, another time, have to go back again", Wolf said quickly, "just wanted to see how you two were doing." He knew that Curt would rather sat with the girl than talking to him, it did hurt a bit. "You go back, I'll see you around." "Well, then", Curt said, and gave him a smile before he returned back to the campfire. Camarix placed his heavy arm around Wolf's shoulder, and turned him around, slowly they started to walk back through the wood. "Don't blame him, he will turn around, I'm sure; you're two good friends, that will never change." At the end of the wood they said goodbye, they gave eachother a hug. "Thanks", Wolf said, "for everything, don't know what I would have done without you." He gave Camarix a kiss. Camarix pulled Wolf closer to him, and kissed him back,"take care, Wolf." When Wolf returned to his cubiculim Paul was already waiting for him. "Where have you been?" "Just had a walk." "Your writing has got better but that does not mean you don't need to study anymore!" "I know", Wold admitted. "Good, let's not forget who's been teaching you!" with that Paul dropped his tunic, his cock was already erect. Without thinking Wolf dropped to his knees and opened his mouth. The next day the whole house was busy, slaves running through the corridors, orders were shouted. The smell of grilled meat filled the palce. Every now and then a woman screamed as one of the mice escaped from the buckets filled with wine. The mice had to be drowned in red wine, after a couple of hours they were to be taken out, skinned and cleaned and then baked. The mice were gonna be served as the guest would get in. In the afternoon all the slaves had to be bathed. "Why?" Wolf asked. "We all have to be clean and fresh for tonight of course." "Are we going to the party as well?" "Of course not" Paul answered, "we have to line the walls, so the guest will be impressed how many slaves the master has." "All the slaves, the ones that work the fields as well?" "Do you really think that the master is proud of that smelly and ugly bunch? Only the household slaves of course that aren't involved in serving the meals and drinks." The slaves got the wear new tunics, thinner and even softer than the usual ones, they were lined up against the walls, the older slaves closest to the entrance, the younger, and better looking ones, further down up to the big hall. Wolf got a spot just inside the big hall. Paul was just outside. From the entrance of the hall, where he was standing, Wolf had a perfect overview, sofas were placed around the room, leaving a big space free in the middle. Next to every sofa a small table was placed with bottles of wine and bowls with fresh fruits. At the far end a small orchestra was already playing on their flutes and drums. The first guest were arriving, as they past the slaves bowed their heads. Lullo greeted the guest and escorted them to one of the sofas and handing them a glass of wine. When all the guests had arrived and most of them were drinking and chatting with eachother, the orchestra stopped. All the guest looked up at the entrance were Wolf was standing. "Here they come", the slave girl next to Wolf hissed. A horn was blown in the orchestra and a man and a woman entered the hall. "You know I'd never seen them", Curt said quitely to the girl. The man looked handsome, he was tall with broad shouders and a narrow waist, he was dressed in a white toga with a broad belt of red velvet that was pulled tight around his waist. His hair was cropped very short and his jaws almost shine. He smiled one of the brightest smiled Wolf had ever seen. The woman was very pretty, her hair dyed red and stuck up high, with pearls and shiny stones in it. She too wore a white robe, cut out very deep, so her breast almost jumped out with every step she made. She wore a lot of jewelry, Wolf had never seen a woman like that before. Before they decended the few steps down, both the woman and the man looked around and spread their arms. "Welcome, dear friends, so good to see you all after such a long time!" the man said in a deep voice. Cheers and applause rose up from the guests, the master and his wife decended and mingled with the guest. "They look like gods", Wolf said to the girl. "We're not suposed to talk!" she said, "we only have to stand here and look pretty." Wolf leant from one foot to the other, at first he had enjoyed himself, looking at the feast and listening to the music. When the black dancers had arrived he had a hard time standing still. Now a juggler was performing, both Wolf and the guest were not very impressed with him. Some even threw food at him. More jugs of wine were brought in, the music changed, only drums were played now. Several thick rugs were rolled out in the center if the hall. People around the room stopped talking and sat up. Two big men, both with a chain around their necks were led in. They were rubbed down with oil so their skin looked like bronze. Their chains were removed as were the short leathers kirts. People applauded and some even let out sighs. Both men were shaved completely. They only thing they wore was a brass ring around their cock and balls making their huge penises even more prominent. Some-one gave a signal, at first the men did not move, facing eachother, with their arms far apart, ready to attack one another any second. The tallest of them made the first move, throwing the other one onto the floor. "you kow, they used to fight with daggers, but the master changed that, I hated to loose a good gladiator every time he gave a party" the girl next to him said. The big one was trying to roll the other on his stomach. In order to win, one had to hold the other down, face down for several seconds. There was a loud grunt, the tall gladiator was thrown through the air and landed at the edge of the rug. "You mean, he also owns gladiators?" "Of course" she said with some pride in her voice, "what doesn't he own." Both men were now rolling over the rugs, while the guests were cheering. Wolf looked away from the wrestlers, he was afraid that he would get too aroused, every time the men rolled around, he had a perfect view of their caock and balls, he even imagined that they were getting hard. He looked around the room, but that did not help either. Some men were openly stroking their cocks under their toga, a woman laid back with her eyes closed while her companion had his face between her legs. Finally there was applause, the big guy had won, with his body he held the other to the floor. He got up, helping the other man up too. They both bowed to the dominus and domina. Both their cocks semi-erect. The domina whispered something to her husband. He gave her a smile and motioned to the victor to come over. The gladiator was allowed to sit down next to the domina, who ran her hands over his sweaty and oily chest. The rugs were removed again and soon some naked girls were doing some erotic dances. A man walked up to the girl next to Wolf, took her hand and took her back to his sofa. Most people had lost their cloths and were kissing, or even openly fucking. To the left of him a man was fucking a woman, another man came up behind them, his hand slapped the man's buttocks. To Wolf's surprise the man stepped out of his cloths and aimed his hard cock at the man's ass. "You're new, aren't you?" Wolf was startled, and looked away from the scene. ".. Dominus..." he bowed his head, "yes, Sir. To his horror he noticed that his tunic was pushed upwards, he had an hardon. He tried to cover it with his hands, but the dominus pushed his hands away. "Hands on your back, haven't you learned that?" "Eh, yes, Sir." "What's you name?" with his hand he lifted up Wolf's face. "Wolf, Sir." "Funny name, come sit with me". The dominus put his hand on the Wolf's shoulder, guiding him to the room. "I always get a little bored at parties." "Bored?! While there is so much to see!" Wolf answered quickly. The dominus chuckled, "believe me, I've seen it all and done it all!" The domina was now sucking the huge cock of the gladiator while another woman was licking her between her thighs. The dominus pulled Wolf down on the sofa, Wolf laid down while the dominus laid behind him. He pulled Wolf closer to him, his hands moving over Wolf's chest down to his skirt. With one movement his skirt was removed. "Nice one" the dominus said into his ear, and slowly stroked Wolf's hard cock. Wolf could feel a growing cock against his crack and a warm tongue entering his ear. He let out a moan and pushed his ass back. All of a sudden he realized that the dominus had chosen him, him alone! He felt proud, wich made him even more hornier. He turned his face and opened his mouth, at once the tongue entered his mouth. Wolf turned around competely. The dominus threw his toga up, revealing two stong legs with a massive cock and a nice set of balls. "I've never been sucked by a wolf before" Wolf carefully rolled back the skin and licked off a drop of pre-cum. He took the full hairy balls in his mouth while he opened his mouth as far as he could. The dominus pushed his hips up and the head touched the back of Wolf's troath. The skin rolled back inside Wolf's mouth still with his tongue underneath it. The Dominus moaned out load, moving Wolf's head with his hands up and down. "You're good!" he moaned. Wolf ran his tongue slowly around, pulling softly at the big balls. He rubbed his own cock against the sofa, the music, the moaning all around him, the sound of flesh against flesh, this big wonderful cock in his mouth, he did nt know how long he could take this. "Oh, yes! over my tits!" the domina shouted. In the corner of his eye Wolf saw the gladiator pulling out his cock and shooting his tick white cum all over the domina's breasts. The dominus reached over and scooped some of the cum of his wife's breast and tasted it. His wife bent over pushing her cum covered tits into his face. Loudly groaning and moving his hips faster the dominus licked all the cum off. He locked Wolf's head with both his hands, pushing his pelvis up as far as he could. The first spurt wnet right into Wolf's troath, then the dominus relaxed his grip a bit and Wolf could taste his master's rich cum. Someone pushed a finger into Wolf's ass, this was too much for him, rubbing his cock against the sofa he started to ejaculate too. The finger left his ass, he looked back but could not see to whom the finger had belonged. The dominus pulled him up, on top of him and wrapped his arms around him. Together they stayed like this for a while, the other guest was still fully active. Wolf did not care, he felt statisfied and secure.