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The interrogator nodded to his assistant by Damian

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“I don’t know where he is! I swear! No! NOOOO! IEEEARRGGGHHHH!” Scribonia screamed as the metal pliers slammed shut, crushing her already sore and bruised nipple in its grip. “LET GOOOOOOOO!”
“Tell us where Antonius is. He’s your husband! You expect us to believe that you had nothing to do with his plot to assassinate the Emperor?” The interrogator asked, twisting Scribonia’s nipple while pulling it further and further from her heaving breast.
“I DON’T KNOW I DON’T KNOWWWWWW!”
“You fucking useless slut…” He said, releasing the pliers.
“Oh thank you, thank you.” Scribonia sobbed in relief, watching as her nipple began to swell and turn dark red…
“Give her another stroke across those fat tits.”
SSCCCHWWWAPPPP!
“YYIEEAARRRGGGHHHH!”
“Once again, Scribonia, give me locations. Where would he go? Who are his friends?”
“Let me think, let me think! Please… please just give me a second… I… I just need a second.”
The interrogator nodded to his assistant.
THUCCCKKK!
The heavy cane went slamming into the tops of her trembling thighs.
“NNNIEEEARRGH! OOOHHHHHHHH! STTTOOPPPPP!” Scribonia wailed, her body heaving and thrashing against the restraints holding her down.
“Oh, seems like your thighs are a tender area…” The interrogator smiled, placing the pliers against the milky flesh of her inner thighs…

Roman decadence by Damian

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“Come now, wife, you call that cock sucking? Do you want me to bed you over the bed again and lash you across that fat ass again?” Marcellus asked, tapping his new wife on the shoulder with his cane.
“No! No, please! I’m trying! Please husband.” Cornelia sobbed.
This wasn’t at all how she’d expected her wedding night to go, all those days in her youth spent imaging a life with a family and a loving husband had not prepared her for this cruelty. Yet her father had been desperate to land that rich mining contract with the Governor, and his daughter’s hand had been the price…
“Please you don’t have to hit me, I want to pleasure you. I really do!” Cornelia begged as she felt the cane tracing its way across her other welts.
“Then ask me to hit you.” Marcellus commanded.
“What? But…but why?”
“You said you wanted to please me, and your screams will do just that. So ask me to hit you.”
“No… no I meant…”
“Fucking useless whore! You think you actually have a choice? HAHAH! Get your mouth on my cock and don’t you dare come off until my cum is in your throat!”

Proximity by Damian

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Titus first saw the girl in a slave auction. It was clear from the beginning that she had a special quality that attracted men…
There were thirty slaves in the room. Bidding had not begun and people were still examining the women. Each girl stood in the centre of a group of potential buyers who were feeling their breasts, buttocks and thighs. The girls all looked confused and distant while fingers pressed into their flesh and other fingers explored their mouths and teeth.
From time to time a gasp was heard as probing fingers ran around a girl’s sex lips, or rubbed her clitoris to see how she reacted. Customers were seen examining their fingers for signs of wetness and then sniffing them to catch the persistent, elusive, animal smell of a healthy cunt.
Some customers went down on their knees to examine a cunt more closely. They pulled the lips apart and commented on the color…
“Get an eyeful of that, Romulus! Nice and pink!” said an old man.
“There’s a lot of pleasure in a cunt like that. It must have a pair of big udders to go with it!” his companion replied.
“Those are not bad! She’ll give you a good tit-fuck if she squeezes your dick between them!”
Titus noticed a larger group of men around a blonde slave, and he walked over. She was wearing only her slave collar, but she looked lovely in it. She didn’t seem to be mentally absent like the other girls and she responded differently to the physical examination.
Every touch seemed to get through to her. When she gasped, her breasts swung invitingly. When her sex lips were opened, she was glistening with her woman’s juices. When she made noises, they were soft, intimate noises, low groans that fascinated the buyers.

Read to take a closer look at the horrors they endure of the Roman decadence by Damian

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Tyrelia tried to hold back her sobs as the regal Roman woman gently stripped away her ragged slave rags. She’d just been sold to this powerful patrician family… and she was terrified.
“Aww, don’t be afraid my little flower.” The woman purred, running a long, perfectly manicured across Tyrelia’s nipple, circling it slowly until it stood erect. “You’re going to bring me such pleasure, my dear. And I’ll give you such pleasure in return.
“Please…I’ve… I’ve never done it. And never…I’m not…” Tyrelia began weeping like a child as the woman began stripping off her own silken robes. Tyrelia cringed as the woman embraced her, completely taken aback by the alien feel of another woman’s nipples against her own. She was so distracted that Tyrelia didn’t notice the man lurking out of the darkness wielding a cane…
SCHLAP!
The cane made a vicious, biting sound as it went cutting across the trembling pale globes of Tyrelia’s bottom. An angry red welt immediately began blooming in its wake and the slave girl shrieked into her owner’s ear.

See the dark underbelly of the Roman Empire by Damian

bdsm comics by Damian Not that Praetor Vincellius understood the screaming Illyrian whore adorning his crucifix. She was just the latest of his “whip-whores” as he called them, slaves he bought specifically to be crucified so he could whip them at his leisure. That was Anymalia’s fate.
“PLEAASEEE!” She screamed as the whip went ripping across her tits, catching her puffy pink nipples.
The whip’s crack was almost as loud as the girl’s screaming. Her bucking, writhing body was covered in sweat which only made the lash of the whip more painful. The Praetor was loving this particular whip slave. He might even give her the pleasure of feeling his cock, even though that was normally reserved for his bed slaves. Fantastic Mad 3D BDSM inside!

Tell me your story, whore by Damian

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Consul Flaminius gently stroked his cock and watched his young slave girl scream as his son whipped her soft white ass. The slave’s identical twin sister was kneeling in front of him, tears welling in her eyes as listened to her sister’s agonized screams.
“Give another son, right across the base of her ass. See if you can bring the whip down and catch her across those lovely nether lips of hers.”
“NIEEEARRGHHHH!” The girl wailed as Flaminius’s son succeeded, a dark red welt blooming across her tender feminine lips.
“Now you, you’re going to take my cock in your throat and keep it there like a sword in a scabbard. And don’t you dare make me cum until I tell you to, or you’ll take your sister’s place and we’ll see if she’s a better slave than you.”

Teach her to respect Rome by Damian

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Imperial Rome, the mightiest, the most decadent Empire in history. A place where a man with unbridled ambition can sate his craving for domination and glut his desires as he desires. A place where a woman from barbarian Britannia is nothing more than a plaything, a fuck-tool to sate the lust of the men who have already conquered the world.
Two thousand miles from Rome, the legions rest after the battle of Viroconium. Now that Boudicca has been defeated, the revenge of the legions will be savage. Just one daughter of the Iceni queen remains and now Suetonius will return her to Rome for Nero’s pleasure.
“Teach her to respect Rome,” orders the victorious general. “Take her, whip and use her every day! Show her that the Romans know how to fuck their bitches until they beg for Roman cocks to fill all of their holes!”

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“Now there is no escape from your fate, bitch,” says her lord and owner. “How dare you shame me before the Emperor? I have decided that you are to be reduced to the lowest of the low. Fuck-toy, slave to my slaves, you will be the reward for all of my slaves when they need a hole to screw.”
She feels the pincers close on her tender flesh and screams as the branding iron kisses the bruised skin of her thighs to leave her owner’s mark where every cock will pass on its way to her helpless cunt.

A fine plan by Damian

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The Sulla twins were the daughters of Sulla, the last King of Rome and a tyrant beyond measure. Their father was dead now though, thrown from the Tarpeian Rock, and they were no longer untouchable. In fact, they were VERY touchable.
“That’s it girl, suck on the head real nice, or you’ll end up like your sister over there.” One of the men said, gently guiding the girl’s warm mouth on his rigid cock.
Laurenia winced as the acidic taste of piss and filth assaulted her tongue, but she resisted the urge to pull off the invading member. She could hear sister, Horatia, screaming over the sounds of the wet, hard fucking she was getting.
“STOPPPP! I DEMAND YOU STOPPPP!” Horatia screamed in rage as the man’s cock drove deeper and deeper into her tight pussy, her juices dripping down her trembling thighs. She’d had sex before of course, she’d had many men in her day, but they were her playthings! NOT the other way around! They couldn’t do this!
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Laurenia held her hand over her mouth, trying to muffle her own cries as she listened to her sister screaming in the next room. She had no idea what they were doing to her, but all sorts of noises were coming from inside: the welt slap of leather on flesh, strange hissing sounds, and the clang of metal. She wanted to rush to her sister’s side, but at the moment she was trapped under the heavy, heaving body of one of their captors. His stout, thick cock was buried in her virginal ass, blood trickling down her thighs as she struggled not to scream.
“You have a fine ass, daughter of Sulla. I have a horse at home would love to mount a bitch like you. Can you imagine that? A thick horse cock stretching open your holes? You’d never shit right again!” The man whispered hoarsely in her ear. “On the bright side, birth a child wouldn’t be a problem for you! HAHAH!”

With pleasure, master by Damian

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The Matronalia festival had been raging in Rome for the past two days, and while most Romans spent their days paying tribute to the goddess Juno and honoring the women of their households, the Severanii family was honoring women in a much… different way.
“I think a woman’s beauty is most on display while tied up and helpless, wouldn’t you agree Praetor?” Senator Severanii said, gulping down a mouthful of rich red wine and casting his eyes over the naked slave girl in the middle of the room.
“Please… please, somebody help me!” Natonia begged, tears rolling down her cheeks and spilling onto her naked heaving tits. There were nearly twenty people in the room, all staring at her nakedness and licking their lips. Not only men either, but fat and old Roman women were staring at her with predatory eyes. Natonia couldn’t understand it, why were they doing this?
“Marcellus!” The Senator barked, summoning in a young Greek man who wore the tattoo of a slave on his arm.
“Yes master.”
“My guests and I are bored. Bring a cane and start adding stripes to this young girl’s ass at once!”
“With pleasure, master.” The Greek smiled.
“No! Please, I’ve done nothing wrong! Please don’t hurt me! What do you want from me!?” Natonia screamed, her eyes stinging with tears and heart pounding in her ears.
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“Please, I’ve had enough… I can’t take it anymore! PLEASE!” Valaria groaned as she dragged into the dungeons of the Roman fort. Valaria had once been a proud Germanic warrior, but now she was another captive of the Roman Empire after her tribe was annihilated. Unfortunately for her, she’d killed a dozen Roman centurions before finally being subdu
“Please, it wasn’t my fault! I swear I didn’t know! Please! Please believe me!” Plescinia sobbed as she was dragged through the bloody sands toward the site of the previous night’s battle. Cum, blood and shit leaked from her anus from the brutal anal fucking she’d received from half the encampment, and her back was a mess of welts and bruises.
“This whore,” Governor Militant Flavius announced to the assembled troops, “used her rotting, filthy cunt to lure a Century of our best soldiers to their doom. She is a spy for the Parthian’s and she will crucified here, left as a reminder to all enemies of Rome, that treachery is punished most severely.”
“Pleeeeaassseee! Don’t do thisssssss!” Plescinia begged as she dragged, kicking and screaming, toward the ominous frame of the crucifix.
“Don’t worry girl.” One of the soldiers whispered in her ear. “We’ll let you down and bring you food and water tonight, and then you’ll thank us by fucking every one of our cocks until our balls are drained. Then back up on the cross you go!”

The old Sheik made sure she found them by Damian

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Lisa screamed as the rough hemp rope dug into her wrists as she was hoisted into the air. “You arrogant western pig” said Maud-Bal. “You refused a direct order to spread your ass cheeks and display your holes to my guests. Now they will hear to your screams while you are trained to obey!”
“NoooM PleeeaseM” Lisa begged as the whip began to fall.
“Raise her higher and spread her legs. I want to watch her struggle while the whip curls and stings the holes she tried to hide!”
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Judy had come to the Middle East to search for her missing sisters. The old Sheik made sure she found them. Locked away in his large harem, Judy, soon learned how to service the musky cunts of her sisters and the Shiek’s other 40 wives.
She lapped furiously at sister Vanessa’s pussy trying to make her cum. Sister Linda would be whipped until Vanessa was done. The soft sounds of licking, sucking and moaning mingled with the pitiful screams of the beaten brunette. “Yeah…. you white cunts are so fun to own!” Said the old bastard.