In Aulus’ mind he wouldn’t expect her to accept his request.  Here is was demanding from Rome’s nobility the ability to honor his parents, people that this woman likely had no clue about.  For a normal citizen it would be fortunate if they came out it with a lashing or stabbing of tongues showing themselves and those around him exactly where his place was.  Yet the Gods, or perhaps in particular Mars wished to reward this young soldier for his services both off and on the battlefield.  A strange twist of fate perhaps, for the women<br/>Livia seemed more than willing to grant him these rewards in exchange for his loyalty.  Not only would she finance his parent’s funeral, but also grant him the ability to challenge gladiators outside of this Ludus who would threaten his mistress’ position.<br/><br/>How else now could Aulus refuse her?  With reward now granted and the distraction of her naked flesh against his own body there would be no way to retreat now.  He was now in this whether he desired it or not.  Yet while he carried some remorse in stepping into a war fought in the sounds and viewed through spectators and the gods, part of him, perhaps Mars’ influence called upon the inner workings of him to step forward and take his place away from the battlefield and through the proud arena of the gods.   Yes, indeed if the sword and shield or in this case his whip was the calling he was forever blessed and cursed with then perhaps the arena is the next step in honoring the name Livius.<br/><br/>Such thoughts though were difficult to conjur for every second of though, Livia used other means to sway him.  The touch of her breasts against his hands were like silk, soft and gentle to the mere touch.  Her nether regions toyed at his cock sliding against the swelled head like a mace gently pressing along fabric, daring not to tear such fine material.  His body groaned deeply leaving behind evidence of a soft moan from his lips.  His teeth gently bit into his lips as if attempting to hold off such a pleasurable sensation, but it was nothing but fighting a losing battle.  There was no chance now for him to refuse her either through words or the use of her body, he would be her toy soldier to play to her heart’s content.<br/><br/>“Very well Lady Livia, I Aulus Livius, son of Gaius Livius Justus pledge my loyalty and life to your graces.  Use me anyway you wish to your hearts desire."<br/>