<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/36/Livia.jpg)</div>Livia was not a foolish woman, the mention of only his mother as well as himself and some medicus paying attendance to any wounds he had incurred in the past, led her to believe the words he did not utter, that no other woman had seen him in such a state of non dress before. She smiled as her hand continued to steel over his shaft, so hard and throbbing now within her grasp. Her thoughts went to Patrocles and she felt the moisture pool in her sex, she was used to him servicing her needs now and he was trained to perfection when it came to her carnal pleasures but this youngling was not even versed in the pleasures of an ordinary woman, how then could he please her at all.<br/><br/>With a soft sigh she stood and let her fingers gently graze along his torso, her gaze glancing to the shaft she had just released. With a careful undoing of the broach that held her toga in place, the soft fabric slid down her body as if it were the finest silk on silk, indeed her skin was as soft as the material and unlike Aulus', her body was blemish free. Not a single mar pocked it and standing there confident of her own beauty she let him see her form. Another tug of gentle persuasion to a clip within her hair, released the tendrils that fell about her back and shoulders in a canopy of dark tresses. She was breathtaking and she was giving herself to this young soldier but to what ends?<br/><br/>Livia was not so desperate for the relief of her carnal frustrations, there were plenty who would see to them if she but said the word. There was simply something about this young soldier that endeared him to her, that empowered her somehow and she craved that feeling more. It was a heady rush, knowing that some ones life was in her hands and though that was the case most every day with her gladiators as they awaited her instruction of life or death, this was not so here. Aulus was not a gladiator, he was not built for destruction, he was not a mighty warrior no matter that he was a soldier.<br/><br/>Gently she straddled him, caressing his face tenderly with the palm of her right hand while the left held to the chaise above his head to balance herself. The moan that escaped him was perfect and she smiled, as her sex lowered to rest itself against his hard phallus. Slowly she rocked herself against him, stimulating his already throbbing erection and feeding her own frustrations without penetration. The pad of her thumb brushed along his lower lip, as her body swayed, danced and rocked beautifully over his own. He was so very close to climax already, she knew without a doubt that it was a virgin before her and he was hers to blood.<br/><br/>This thought again was a powerful aphrodisiac and she pressed her sex harder on to his shaft and stroked his phallus with her moist folds. Her mouth lowered to an inch of his own, her breath warm upon his.<br/><strong>"I will take good care of you Aulus Livius now of Ludus Metalla, swear your allegiance to me. Say you are mine Aulus, when your very body erupts and your seed spills on to its first woman remember always that woman was me and when your cock fills me for the first time, remember always who you gifted your virgin head too. I stake my claim upon you, my dominion holds sway. Do not deny it or yourself sweet Aulus, I would have you for my Ludus. Say it ..."</strong>she stroked along his shaft with a quickening pace, softly moaning against his lips as her breasts brushed against his chest,<strong>"say it Aulus."</strong>