The moment the young soldier pledged his loyalty to this women, was the moment where he no longer had any control of his body or will.  Livia now was no longer the teasing creature that toyed at his body, instead now she would ravish him and intimately flushed all that remained of Aulus’ energy and strength for this one moment.  Rather than tease now, she moved to rest on top of him, her nether regions already punctured from his throbbing cock as it slowly slid inside her.  Her body felt so warm against his skin, and with the heat from the outside elements, droplets of sweat began to show themselves as they engaged in such raunchy actions.  Aulus could not even tell when he climaxed for his body was felt an overwhelming dose of euphoria as what would normally be one orgasm would end up being many.  By the time she had finished off the young soldier, the white milky substance would drip from her inner thighs.  Clearly she had her fill of the legionnaire for the evening, leaving him to rest and recollect his strength by the next morning.<br/><br/>Morning finally called, which would arouse Aulus from his sleep from the nudging of Livia herself.  His blue aqua eyes took life as she was facing her directly.  She welcomed him to the morning and reminded him that now was the time for him to familiarize himself with the men and women he would be training.  No doubt that woman whom had attacked him would be amongst the ranks, a fact he would have to keep his guard up for.  Granted he was now the Doctore and already proven quite able to handle her, but that alone was not enough to grant him some comfort.  The young man nodded to the lady knowing what he had to do next.<br/><br/>“As you command, my Lady Domina”<br/><br/>Lifting himself from the furniture he nodded politely her as was the protocol in the presence of his superiors.  With the final nod of approval he moved from the study, passing by the various male and female slaves that surrounded the interior of the estate. He had never seen so many servants before, each one nodding towards him as he passed by.   He did not care for such formalities, since the reality was he was no different than a slave.  He gave up his freedom for this employment, and until released from his oath, he was bound by blood and soul to this ludus, and by Mars’ will he will have trained the finest if not the most entertaining cadre of warriors that Rome has ever produced.<br/><br/>When he finally reached the sandy training grounds, one of the guards had taken the liberty to open his cell to his personal quarters.  Already his weapon had been moved there, along with a change of clothes that seemed for fitting a Doctore than Aulus’ retiring uniform.  He hoped Antonious had been helped home and escorted back to his estate, of course with profit.  Knowing the old merchant, he would have certainly would have found some means to profit from his transfer.  Aulus put aside his past relations, aiming now towards the future of himself and those he would surround himself with.  Removing the worn out garments, he changed into the new uniform of this Ludus, which was much like a legionnaire recruit’s armor, but it was more worn out and already showed scars of past conflicts.  With armor and whip in hand, he stepped outside once again to the training grounds.  His hand reached to the sands scooping a handful, which he then rubbed onto his hands and arms.  Perhaps a tradition to become one with the earth, and one with the gods.<br/><br/>“Alright you sorry excuse for warriors, I will not wait long for you to show your ugly faces.  If you’re not out here soon, I’ll drag each one of you out individually, and my whip is not as forgiving as I am.”<br/>