Extract from Julia Florentia: Galley Slave
He leered eagerly down at her quivering bottom as she presented her bare round buttocks for inspection. With a gnarled finger he probed between her thighs to locate her vagina, which he immediately penetrated. The texture of her slick, warm flesh excited him greatly, and a large bulge swelled rapidly beneath his tunic. He found the tightness of her womanhood alluring and tantalizing, as it clasped his finger like the hungry wet mouth of a kitten.
"Very sweet!" he said, withdrawing his finger to examine the moisture that glistened upon it. "A virgin until quite recently, I guess?"
"Until last night," Proximo replied, smirking as he winked at the shorter man. "One of the nicest cunts I ever screwed. It felt nearly as tight as her aristocratic butt."
"Her ass is indeed very beautiful," said Sidonius, as he pushed his greasy fingertip against Julia's anus. She wiggled her bottom in protest, but remained obediently in a bent-over position. Her defiant instinct urged her to stand upright, to denounce these despicable men as savage beasts, but the prospect of being severely punished quelled all thoughts of resistance. Reluctantly, and with a frustrated sigh, she relaxed her abdominal muscles to allow the Oarmaster's finger inside her rectum.
"Delightful," he mused, while his hand twisted and turned in the cleft between her nether cheeks. "Tighter than the red-haired girl, yet even more flexible than the Persian. A backside of such quality fetches a high price in the slave-markets, but our mistress condemns this fine peach to sit on an oar-bench!"
"It is not our place to question the Lady's decisions," Proximo said sternly.
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