Patrocles' eyes danced with delight as he took in the sights of Caris’ naked body, kissed by the sun, toned and glorious.  He had hardened instantly at the sounds of her pleasure, now as he watched her go cascading over the edge of orgasmic bliss, heard the sounds of pleasure, and smelled the deep warmth of her sex he was absolutely rigid.<br/><br/>He had stepped into the room as she came, and he watched only steps from the door and steps from her bed.  Then he watched in surprise as she looked at him, lust evident in her eyes.  Patrocles had expected to force her to comply to his wishes and with his advances.  He knew that she did not like him much… or was that simply a ruse to hide how she truly thought.  Now, instead of anger and hatred he saw only a flash of surprise followed by a look of desire.  She kicked the bed clothes off of her, beckoning him to look closer as her fingers continued to stroke her swollen sex, moisture and heat pouring forth to assault his nose with the pungent smell of sex.  Then, before he could move forward to mount her as he wished to she pushed herself from the bed and knelt in front of him, reaching out to take his cock in hand.<br/><br/>What was this turn of events?  Not only was she apparently a willing participant, but willing to submit to his pleasure and his lead as well?  She had placed herself, willingly into a place of submission; before him on her knees.  Little did the gladiator know that her position was not one of submission or weakness, but one in which she could move to completely control him if she chose.  Her hands held his turgid cock and as she began to tighten her grip he realized that soon she would be able to ask anything of him and he would likely do it.<br/><br/>His eyes, cast downwards to her face locked eyes with her as she opened her lips, and slowly allowed his stiffness to slide past her lips and into her mouth.  He gasped as her tongue began to circle and dance across the head and shaft of his manhood.  Never had he felt something so intense or pleasurable.  Of course, what woman of power like Livia would ever debase herself by servicing the wishes of a gladiator?  No, gladiators as sexual partners were there to satisfy their rich masters.  But Caris now sucked on him with aplomb.  Patrocles had never known such a feeling and he growled in ecstasy as her lips closed around the base of his shaft and she moved her lips up and down him slowly.  Sheer lust smoldered in her eyes as he looked at her, while shivers of pleasure shot through every fiber of his body.  He tossed his head back in pleasure, moaning loudly, and thrust himself deeper into her sucking mouth, intent on drawing every ounce of pleasure from this as he could.<br/>