Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)
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				Title: <strong>Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>01-09-2014, 06:36:16</strong>
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				The shadows of Ral lengthen as the red haze retreats, taking with it the sharp edge of the heat, and causing the stones of the Arena to&nbsp; take on the hue of dried blood, to match the stale stench from the blood soaked sands.&nbsp; &nbsp;There is a pulse and and aura about it that infuses one as they step upon the heated stones.&nbsp; Life in Tyr is brutal and bleak, a bone grind crush that does not break the back of one slave, another day, or another day after that.<br><br>Only the nobility have any form of hope or reason to move on from one day to the next and that more often than not are the blood matches in the Arena.&nbsp; &nbsp;Life of a gladiator is brutally short, but at the same time, the rewards for it are worth the risk.&nbsp; &nbsp;Better a quick death than the soul crushing one that the common laborer suffers, or the constant pain and abuse a pleasure slave endures till their there is that injure that makes them worthless, then it is a fairly quick death in the iron mines.<br><br>All of this was going through Decimus' mind as he readied himself for the <em>Primus</em>.&nbsp; Today was likely the last in his life, the last fight.&nbsp; &nbsp;His <em>Dominus</em> had foolishly placed a wager with the Lady Invidia Titus, a former lover of Decimus that was furious that word of her association became public, and that Decimus had studded with one of Invidia's rivals.&nbsp; &nbsp;As if Decimus had any choice in who he is forced to fuck.&nbsp; The only glimmer in any of these couplings were that Decimus got to be as rough as he desired with them.&nbsp; The <em>Dominus</em> employed a elemental priest of water (and made it part of the stud fee), to heal any wounds.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Still, Decimus had to be careful, as there were times instead he was given to the noblewoman, or noblewomen, as the entertainment.&nbsp; Wounds heal, but still there was always the risk Decimus would have his throat slit, and the penalty for killing a slave was a fine and what the slave was worth.&nbsp; Invidia could afford him, so it meant even if Decimus survived this next match, all he had to look forward too was a long and torturous death.&nbsp; <br><br>It was in part Decimus fault.&nbsp; &nbsp;The woman had angered him, and Decimus spent their last three session breaking the woman.&nbsp; &nbsp;He thought he had her cowed when that bitch Gia did what she did.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now Invidia was a woman that had her pride damaged beyond repair, and she was going to take it out on Decimus.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was not sure if she was to castrate him, or merely slice off his testes and then ride him till more tortures kill him.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Decimus took up the long length of spiked chain.&nbsp; Unlike the weapon he was used to wielding, this one was links of iron and obsidian.&nbsp; While a rare enough weapon, it was not a patch upon the <em>Bloodchain</em>, the weapon that had helped earn him his namesake and his over twenty victories in the Arena.&nbsp; &nbsp;This next match was stacked against him, from multiple opponents to the inferior weapon.&nbsp; &nbsp;All of it with Invidia's hand in it to win.&nbsp; &nbsp;Decimus' <em>Dominus</em> actually looked cowed when he came to visit Decimus, and as well as the man might.&nbsp; &nbsp;While he could not prove it, Decimus was certain the man had plotted with Gia to leek the information about Invidia.&nbsp; The man's ego was large, larger then his guile and intelligence.&nbsp; &nbsp;Still all the man was out was a slave.&nbsp; &nbsp;A slave that brought in a vast portion of his wealth, but a slave none the less.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Deciums looked out of the gate fashioned from the teeth of some large predator to the other side of the arena.&nbsp; &nbsp;His opponents were already preparing, and all of them with weapons of metal as well, a stock and muscular dwarf, a lean and lithe elf whose speed was a rival to Decimus, a githyanki wielding twin blades, and finally a mul female, the former lover of the Lady Invidia till she grew to enjoy Decimus' bed.&nbsp; &nbsp;All of them with reasons to hate and envy Decimus, and all of them likely with orders not to kill him.&nbsp; No, that would be the Lady Invidia's malicious pleasure.&nbsp; &nbsp;All of this meant one thing.<br><br>He must kill them all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 03:37:11</strong>
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				Alexandria Kryon stood watching the gladiator fight below her. Her husband had told her to leave the house so he may play with his slaves. Oh how she was jealous of them, no matter how much she begged or even pleaded with her husband, he would never do to her what he did to them. She had heard from another lady that the gladiator below was the best in bed sport she had ever had. It wasn't that she didn't love her husband but then again that was true. She was arranged to marry him just like many of the noble women in the world. She wasn't satisfied and she needed a release that she couldn't get from her husband. <br><br>Standing there as she started to fan herself from the heat and flies she saw Invidia, smiling as she turned towards the woman she had supped with on many occasions. "Good day Invidia, enjoying the show?" The woman nodded, "Yes indeed though I think I may use that gladiator today." Pouting slightly as she looked back towards the man in the ring, "Invidia, could you lay your claim another day? I desire something more than my husband as of late and after what I heard of him in passing rumors I would love to test that out before you sink your claws back into him if that is alright with you." Invidia sighed and glared as she nodded and apparently suddenly losing her interest she left.<br><br>Alexandria motioned over a serving boy and demanded for the owner of the gladiator to come to her. She wanted to know how much it was going to cost her to keep this man for a night or two depending on his performance and if he can give her the release she so desperately needed. As she tucked in a loose strand of her sun-ripped strawberry blonde hair she smirked, this was proving to be the right thing for her to do. The way he swung his whip she imagined what he could do with the small collection of flogs she bought in the pretense to use on slaves but with the intention of having them used on her. She bought several different varieties to make sure she would never tire of them. She watched the man below her and could feel herself prepping for bed sport, but she had to wait.<br><br>After a few moments the owner, Gia, approached her in her box at the coliseum. "Good day Lady Alexandria, how might I be of service to you?" He asked while bowing slightly to recognize her station while taking the moment to stare at Alexandria's shapely breasts and figure that was almost made to be used in a brothel but here she was a Lady married and of a station far above anyone of common blood, but because she summoned him here it meant only one thing, one of his slaves got her attention and either she wanted him punished like Invidia or to purchase for her own use. He figured it was the later as Alexandria began to speak.<br><br>"Yes Gia, I am interested in the slave Deciums. I heard many good things about him and he fancies me at this moment and until I tire of him I would like to purchase this man for the moment I would like to purchase 3 days since my husband is leaving town to head to the capital for business." She spoke regally and barely looked him in the eye as she waited to hear his answer to her request.<br><br>Gia nodded and rubbed his hands together, "Deciums is very popular as of late, I think fifty gold pieces a day seems reasonable, Lady Alexandria."<br>Nodding as she looked towards the man again in the ring as she pulled out her purse and handed Gia one hundred gold pieces, "One hundred gold pieces for two days, make sure to send plenty of the healing waters from the Priest of Water for me. I don't want to leave any marks and destroy my view while he is with me for the next few days." Hearing Gia agree and make his way out of her box, she stared down at the man who she hoped would relieve her of her boredom and release the tension of sexual relief. <br><br>Licking her lips as she waited for him to finish his fight she had hoped that, for the first time since she saw her husband beating their slaves and fucking them like bitches in a brothel she hadn't been satisfied. Any time she thought about it she could always feel her nipples harden and her womanhood swell and slicken in wait, though afterwards he would join her in their bed and be gentle and loving when she wanted that brutal nature she knew he had deep inside. She asked him several times to use her like that but he always flat out refused stating that women of her birth shouldn't be treated like whores, slaves and women in the brothels are different because of her noble birth she should be treated like a delicate flower in need of being cherished and protected during bed sport and it shouldn't be done for any other reason than to bring about children. But her husband was sterile and couldn't have children after an accident in a war, but still he needed a wife to make sure his station was secure because if he should die everything would fall to her and his right hand man who would then marry her.<br><br>Still she hoped that this slave would jump at the chance to be brutal and cruel with a noblewoman since he was a slave most would. Still time would be a factor into this.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>04-09-2014, 03:17:42</strong>
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				It was time.&nbsp; &nbsp;Despite his unease at this situation, Decimus felt the blood soar and pump through his veins as the noise of the crowd washed over him like a physical sensation.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was clear that Decimus iwas the favored of the crowd despite the odds stacked against him.&nbsp; &nbsp; Giving his powerful shoulders a roll, Decimus began to play to the crowd.&nbsp; &nbsp;He takes a hold of the familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time, length of chain, holding about a foot and half of the chain between his hands.&nbsp; &nbsp;As he strikes and steps forward, he gives the subtle twists and dips of his shoulders, sending the separate ends of the chain's spiked length to twirl and spin about in a different and intricate dance.&nbsp; &nbsp; Hard enough to make the chain to spin about, even more so to make it dance about a complex pattern.&nbsp; Making two different ends spin in separate patterns while striding forward with the ease as it would for one to breath air?&nbsp; That demonstrates more so than any scar on Decimus' form his skill with the weapon.&nbsp; He felt a small, smug half smile tugging at the right side of his face as he witnessed the dwarf take three steps back.<br><br>Decimus stopped in the middle of the arena and raises his hands in the air, and lets out a roar of defiance.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was looking right at Invidia as he does, knowing she was with the Templars.&nbsp; &nbsp; This act of defiance was too much for the stiff and rigid Templars and they gave the signal for the match to begin.&nbsp; &nbsp;Decimus stood there, arms in air, unmoving.&nbsp; &nbsp; The crowd goes near deathly silent.&nbsp; &nbsp;The only sound is the crazed battle cry of the dwarf as he charges forward like a charging Braxat raider.&nbsp; &nbsp;The other two gladiators move in a bit more cautiously, not drawn in by Decimus non-verbal taunt, circling and pacing, giving Decimus a wide berth and away from the reach of his chain.&nbsp; That leaves only the dwarf to take on.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Decimus would have to do it fast.&nbsp; Spending more than a few heartbeats with the dwarf would mean the match is over.&nbsp; &nbsp;The elf and the githyanki were fast, even faster than Decimus.&nbsp; This was likely their plan from the start, counting on the dwarf's natural resilience to occupy Decimus long enough for them to deliver the coup de grace.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was time to demonstrate to them why Decimus had lived so long.<br><br>All he did was step to the side/&nbsp; Such a small movement with his feet, but he did it to give him a wide stance.&nbsp; &nbsp;The chain slides through his hands till one end was gripped in both hands.&nbsp; He then brings the chain about in a great arc, rolling it up and over one shoulder then giving it a sudden <strong><em>snap</em></strong>, the crack of it resounding through the arena.&nbsp; &nbsp;The chain lashes out faster than the blink of an eye.&nbsp; &nbsp;The dwarf hunkered his head down and positioned his shield in front of him, anticipating the chain to come in to hit him about the head.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>He was wrong.<br><br>The chain comes in at a low angle and tangles itself about one ankle, and that was when the dwarf's speed and momentum against him, and less than a heart beat, a good three or more feet of the chain is caught in the dwarf's legs.&nbsp; &nbsp;The chain snaps tight with a metallic twang and Decimus sets his feet, wraps the chain about his forearms and he hauls with every ounce of power from his shoulders to his hips.&nbsp; &nbsp;The not only untangled the chain from the dwarf's ankles, but sent him right to the ground, bouncing and plowing a divot in the bloody sand.&nbsp; &nbsp;The end of the chain comes hurling back to Decimus, and he catches it in the padded leather wraps about the palm of his hands.&nbsp; &nbsp;The dwarf comes to rest no more than five steps away from Decimus, on the ground and dazed from the unexpected move.<br><br>Decimus covered those five steps in less time it takes for one (such as Alexandria) to breath.&nbsp; &nbsp;Since Invidia was stacking the deck against him, Decimus didn't feel the need to fight above board either.&nbsp; &nbsp;The leather padded straps are wrapped about several lengths of of obsidian.&nbsp; &nbsp;Giving a roar all his own, Decimus used all of his momentum swinging from his shoulders and hips and aiming down to drive that lengths of obsidian into the exposed temple of the dwarf.&nbsp; &nbsp; No matter how stubborn the a dwarf's skull, it still cannot stop or defect the shards being driven into the soft spot of a dwarf's skull.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was actually very little blood, but two long glittering ebony slivers sticking out of the dwarf's temple.&nbsp; &nbsp;He goes down like a marionette with the strings cut.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>All in less than five heart beats.<br><br>One of Invidia's agents down....<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------<br>Gia was beside Alexandria and the woman was tense.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was worry etched into her features.&nbsp; Her hands were constantly rubbing one another ever since Decimus stepped out onto the sands.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was that intake of breath as she watches his display.&nbsp; <strong>"Is he not magnificent?"</strong> There is a snort from the other side and Invidia adds in a cutting comment.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"I have seen better, have been with better.&nbsp; &nbsp;Perhaps we can make another bet of our own Gia and you will give yourself to me if I win.&nbsp; &nbsp;What do you say Alexandria?&nbsp; Shall the gossiping snake prove that she can pay the price her lying tongue wags about so?"</strong><br><br>Invidia turns in her seat and there is pure malice in her posture and her eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Come now, show everyone here what a coward you are, Gia, that you can only talk about your betters behind their backs to bring them down.&nbsp; &nbsp;Accept my wager and I will not kill the brute when he is mine.&nbsp; &nbsp;Accept and I will not maim your beauty.&nbsp; &nbsp;Refuse and know your House, your gladiator, all will be maimed, all will suffer, and all will die."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 03:17:03</strong>
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				Alexandria watched in awe at the display of pure physical power that was in cased in Decimus. It was something to marvel at and he was going to definitely be worth every cent she was going to spend to have him for a few days.<br><br>Perhaps for the first time she will have release that she craved. Nothing had given her the rush that she needed. Usually watching her husband with the slave girls was enough, now she had to some to this gladiator's games in order to get a rush. She needed a rough pounding, to be beaten, to be marked, to be used like nothing more than a whore.<br><br>As Gia and Invidia spoke it drew her attention from her own thoughts and the sight below them to turn her mind as she smiled, "I believe he is, he is different than the others." <br><br>As Invidia's comment made her laugh softly, "Oh, Invidia, why waste such a beauty when it is apparent that Gia here is the problem. Let me test this gladiator if he isn't good I will happily return him and he shall be all yours to do with what you will but if I enjoy him, Gia will give him to me or else the world shall learn what happened to her first daughter and just how popular she really is." Smirking as she looked at Gia, she knew that her husband owns Gia's eldest daughter and he happily rents her out often.<br><br>Invidia was not a woman she enjoyed being around, she was someone her husband would love to have around since she could care less about anything but keeping their station and name clear. Then again she used to feel that way until she released she needed more than just the title and ability to shop whenever she wanted. This&nbsp; gladiator drew her to him. She wanted him and this time nothing was going to stop her from getting what she wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 19:05:34</strong>
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				Invidia turns and regards Alexandra with a calculating and considering gaze and after a bit that considering stare lingers over Alexandria's form, taking in her attire and her motivation to wear it.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her voice turns from that cold rage and anger to a considering and sultry purr.&nbsp; <strong> "I have grievance against Gia, so you tell me all the details, and I will promise that I will not take my claim before yours even if Decimus looses.&nbsp; &nbsp;Indeed I will invite you on one of your days to visit me at my villa and the two of us can properly introduce you to all the violent pleasures the Mul is capable of.&nbsp; &nbsp;If he wins I will even take an oath not to say a word on Gia's sister, and if I do, I will give myself willingly to be that brute's play toy for a week."</strong><br><br>Invidia leans in and she leans over to run a finger slowly over Alexandria's arm, up over her neck then to tease down the neckline of the gown Alexandria.&nbsp; <strong>"But if I win, one of three things happen or I will have the Mul as agreed, this night no matter how much money you give Gia.&nbsp; &nbsp;I either get Gia in the Mul's place.&nbsp; She cannot tell me she does not enjoy being the play toy for I know she frequently has the Mul in her pleasure chamber.&nbsp; &nbsp;If Gia does not come, then I get her sister for two weeks.&nbsp; &nbsp;If neither at done, then I will spread to anyone not only about her sister, but about how the Mul has cuckolded her, and she will never again own another slave of worth.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once Decimus has earned his thirtieth victory he much be granted his freedom.&nbsp; &nbsp;She will have need of another champion or see her House fall into ruin."</strong><br><br>Invidia presses against Alexandria now, her scent and her breath over the skin Alexandria has on display, Invidia's tongue sneaking out to lick a small and teasing run along Alexandria's collarbone.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"I will even add honey to the deal and pay for your sessions with the Mul, up to a months worth if you agree and force Gia.&nbsp; &nbsp;She depends upon your husband's good graces and business for her other ventures besides the Mul.&nbsp; &nbsp;If she refuses, withdraw support and watch her wither on the vine."</strong><br><br>Gia is pale throughout this, seeing for once her mistake in trying to poke malicious jest at this powerful noblewoman.&nbsp; &nbsp;She is looking at possible ruin.&nbsp; &nbsp;On the field Decimus is being hard pressed now on two fronts by the elf and the gethyanki, and blood was flowing from a thigh and an arm.&nbsp; &nbsp;If she did not agree, and lost, she would be forced to honor her agreement with Gia, and she knew the Mul would be tortured to death.&nbsp; &nbsp;If she did agree, and Decimus lost, then she would be at the mercy of Invidia for weeks and the other hulking studs she used.&nbsp; &nbsp;She heard of one rival that had been delivered to Invidia's hands.&nbsp; The woman took her life.&nbsp; &nbsp;No, Gia would not die at Invidia's hands, only wished that she was dead.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her sister was a slave due to debt, and she would die at Invidia's hands.&nbsp; <br><br>Gia turned and looked at her friend and did the only thing she could.&nbsp; <strong>"Keep your confidence, and the Mul is yours.&nbsp; I will sell him to you now for five hundred gold, and all his contracts will with anyone else is void.&nbsp; Do not let her do this, do not let her have me at her mercy."</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 19:39:40</strong>
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				Alexandria watched Invidia come close to her and begin her seduction towards her. Alexandria wasn't into women sexually usually but if she could keep Decimus for herself by allowing this to happen perhaps it could be worth it. "Let's just say Invidia that I know how many she has bed-sported with, who, and how often she warms their sheets at night. I shall make sure you know all the details Invidia as some of them shall hit closer to home than you would think. I am confident in Decimus's abilities today."<br><br>As Invidia started to caress her in a slow steady pace part of her wanted to recoil because it was so similar to her husband's touch on her, everyone was so afraid that they would break her if to apply any sort of pressure upon her flesh. "I shall make you a counter offer if Deciums loses, since Gia here is so adamant that she be spared, I will give you her sister and her daughter as they are both slaves of mine. It would ruin her house as we have kept her family's name silent all this time."<br><br>Invidia's scent filled her nose, since she wasn't a fan of fire-flowers it was everything she could do not to choke her own scent of star-lilies filled Invidia's as she continued to tease her flesh, "If she speaks about anything that transpires today, I will advise my husband of her lies and he will remove everything from her and make sure that she is stripped of rank and made to be a slave afterwards."<br><br>Looking at Gia she smiled softly since Invidia couldn't really see her face as she was busily tasting her flesh as she nodded, "I will buy him Gia if he wins this fight."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 20:19:06</strong>
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				Invidia taps her own fan against her lips with that calculating look upon her face.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then the smile grows into something truly wicked.&nbsp; <strong>"A sister and a daughter in bondage?&nbsp; My my you really do need this money.&nbsp; &nbsp;I wonder why about the source of the rumor that Decimus was lame with a pulled hamstring.&nbsp; Perhaps to drive up the odds so if your Mul did win, you would be out of debt?&nbsp; &nbsp;Yes, do know every time I hear my good name dragged through the mud and the <em>shrill</em> shit, that your sister and daughter will pay."</strong><br><br>Invidia makes a motion to a servant who brings over the wet clay tablet and starts to scribe into the words of the contract, then she turns to Alexandria.&nbsp; <strong>"Agreed.&nbsp; In fact I will be willing to pay for part of Decimus sale, and be willing to house him so you could visit him discretely whenever you desire, in exchange for my own time with the Mul?&nbsp; &nbsp;Is it an accord between you and I, Alexandria?"</strong><br><br>Gia moves in a blink and gets down on her knees, grasping Alexandria's hands in her hands, tears in her eyes.&nbsp; <strong>"No, do not.&nbsp; I will give you Decimus at no charge.&nbsp; He is yours.&nbsp; &nbsp;I will give your husband half cost of the resources he needs.&nbsp; I...I will give myself to him and distract him so you can be with Decimus.&nbsp; &nbsp;Do not agree to this woman."</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Her voice dips softly and there is a tear in her eye.&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>"Do not let her torture my family..."</strong>[/color</span><br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------<br>Decimus smirked as he saw the elf start to miss a step.&nbsp; The two opponents pressed their attack, and once more Decimus took a defensive stance, using his chain to foil each attack.&nbsp; &nbsp;The two had blundered as their weapons had no reach.&nbsp; &nbsp;They had counted on the dwarf keeping Decimus occupied in the fight, and did not expect him to go down as quick as he did.&nbsp; &nbsp;They looked confused as to why Decimus was keeping them in the hot and glaring light of Ral.&nbsp; &nbsp;They did not know that <em>Bloodchain</em> was not Decimus's only advantage.&nbsp; &nbsp;The simple onyx flecked with bluestone ring on his right hand pulsed and sent a coolness and nourishment.&nbsp; &nbsp;While he has it on, Decimus was immune to the debilitating heat of the giant red sun.<br><br>It was an unfair advantage to be certain, but Gia was taken with Decimus the first night she fucked him.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was not going to loose him.&nbsp; That was why she owed so much money, why her family was in slavery.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Bloodchain</em> and <em>Earthshadow</em> were costly items.&nbsp; Expensive in the extreme but worth what was paid for them.&nbsp; &nbsp;Gia earned more than twenty thousand pieces from his victories and if she bet the way he thought, would earn five times that today when he won.&nbsp; &nbsp;In Tyr blood did not matter much when gold and metal mattered so much more.<br><br>Of his two opponents, the githyanki was the most dangerous.&nbsp; He was not effected by the heat like Decimus.&nbsp; &nbsp;He needed to hold him off a little bit longer.&nbsp; The elf was sure to make mistake and then Decimus would make his move.&nbsp; Until then Decimus needed to stay ahead.&nbsp; &nbsp;Luck was against him so far.&nbsp; &nbsp;The elf blade missed his femoral artery but the cut was still deep, and blood was being lost every minute, and now the tide was shifting.&nbsp; &nbsp;The longer the flight, the more blood he lost.&nbsp; &nbsp;He needed it to happen now or he was going to be at Invidia's not so tender mercies by tonight.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>22-09-2014, 20:51:49</strong>
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				Alexandria looked between the two women, Gia was definitely worried about becoming Invidia's slave then Alexandria wasn't one would you put someone in harms way if she could help it. Biting her lower lip as she thought, remembering that Invidia's husband was in debt to her husband more than she probably knew made her smirk. An evil grin covered her face as she looked to Invidia, "My dear Invidia, while your offer does seem to work, Gia made a counter offer that I simply cannot refuse then again your name isn't on the line alone now is it. I seem to remember your husband paying mine a visit a couple of weeks ago, something about need to have a problem of his taken care of. Someone by the name of Jonathan wasn't it?" Looking to Gia as she patted the woman on the head, "Besides I like having slaves around who already know their place."<br><br>Turning towards the match again before glancing back at her, "I suggest you run along now little dove or less I make this Jonathan appear once again. I do know he wasn't a slave but someone your husband visited regularly."<br><br>Looking down at Gia, "You know what you are doing Gia, so rise and I shall keep you as a hand maiden and you shall be at my side unless I wish something else."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>23-09-2014, 22:33:45</strong>
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				Rage, pure and virulent and hostile washed off Invida in waves towards the two women before her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her body was shaking with it.&nbsp; Invida'a hands opened and closed at her waist as if she wanted a weapon right there to take and plunge it into Alexandria's heart.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her voice was low and full of seething anger and contempt.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"I am not the only one with secrets.&nbsp; &nbsp;Be sure to tell your husband that you are to blame for his fall."</strong>&nbsp; Invida turned then and waled out of the booth, bringing her men at arms with her and leaving the two women alone.<br><br>Gia slumped to the floor of the booth like melted wax left out in the noonday sun, then cast a concerned looks towards Alexandria, worrying at her lower lip with her teeth.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Are you certain about this Alexandrine.&nbsp; I would not blame you if you changed your mind.&nbsp; &nbsp;Even being indebted to that woman is not something I would do every again.&nbsp; She can indeed make things difficult between you and your husband.&nbsp; &nbsp;She knows you desire to be with a slave.&nbsp; It...it could ruin your marriage.&nbsp; It is why she was so upset with me, as her husband was threatening to leave hers."</strong>&nbsp; Honest worry and fear mar Gia's face, but then there was an eruption of cheers from the crowd.&nbsp; &nbsp;In the middle of all this tension and decisions that would decide Gia's fate, there was a contest that well too could spell out Gia's fate that and that of her gladiator.<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>There!&nbsp; Finally the elf had stumbled and was slow to respond, going down to one knee for a heart beat too long.&nbsp; &nbsp;The chain slipped till Decimus had only gripped one end of the chain.&nbsp; &nbsp;He whipped it out to its full length in a feint towards the githyaki which he danced back from, then Decimus exploded and and his arms and hips pulled and violently jerked down.&nbsp; This sent the end of the long length of chain over head and down with significant force.&nbsp; &nbsp;Right on top of the elf's bent knee.&nbsp; &nbsp;The bone shattered along with the knee and the elf let out a high pitched squeal and scream, much more like an animal than an intelligent being.&nbsp; &nbsp;He went down and as he did, Decimus moved in and wrapped and whirled the chain about him in a wide arc.&nbsp; &nbsp;In that arc the chain connected with the elf's neck, causing the free end of the chain to spin and wrap about the elf's chain with bone crushing force.&nbsp; &nbsp;Th weighted end connected square in the elf's face, pulping it to the same consistency as an over ripe star fruit split.&nbsp; The elf dropped to the sands as large bits of its brain matter slither and glop to the sands, quite dead now.&nbsp; The crowd cheers were enough to make the Mul's ear drums cause to near split open and pain to happen about his ears.<br><br>A twisted and skilled jerk and loosening of the chain.&nbsp; &nbsp;The strikes and getting his chain back cost Decimus as the githyanki swept in and slashed at Decimus' unprotected back.&nbsp; If he had not turned at the last moment, it would be his spine cut in two.&nbsp; As it was the blade bit into Decimus' side,wounding the Mul and putting him at a disadvantage as the githyanki pressed him.&nbsp; &nbsp;However, despite the wound, the odds were even, and perhaps even in Decimus favor and he set his full task now to defeating this sad excuses of a girthyanki warrior.&nbsp; &nbsp;Decimus grinned hard at the creature and advanced, sending his chain ends spinning at the same time as he advanced.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was time to end this!<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>15-11-2014, 00:08:16</strong>
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				As Invida hissed her idle threat and left them alone, Alexandria laughed, "She has no idea, yes my husband has secrets but then again who doesn't. Though her secrets are far worse than anything my husband has done." Turning her gaze towards the guards that followed Invida out she just smirked then she heard Gia speak.<br><br>Smiling down at Gia as she spoke softly, "My dear Gia, desiring to be with a slave isn't unheard of by anyone, getting caught with one's dress up and more than one guard and slave pounding Invida's body would be more of a scandal anyhow, and it doesn't matter if it is true. As far as it ruining my marriage, my husband only needs me to breed, otherwise he could care less what I do. Indiva's husband was planning on leaving long before it came out she was spreading her legs for anything that came along, because he found a younger, wealthy bride." As she heard the cheers she moved to the gazing point of their box and smiled at the gladiator. <br><br>Nodding her head towards the gladiator and motioning to the announcer to bring him to her she turned back to Gia, "Come let us inform my new slave his position."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>16-11-2014, 23:21:59</strong>
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				As matches went, this one lasted a while and it was balancing the fine line of entertainment and tedium.&nbsp; &nbsp;The crowd paid for entertainment, what little ceramic coins and bass bits they had in many cases.&nbsp; &nbsp;They rioted with tedium so Decimus had to gauge the crowd as his Mistress would not get paid with a riot.&nbsp; &nbsp;Damages would come out of her winnings, so Decimus needed to end this match now.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>The Girthyanki was near as good as Decimus, but the pit fighter counted on the other gladiaots to pin Decimus down on one spot so it could move in with its blades.&nbsp; &nbsp; With the others dead, the advantage was to Decimus and the chain he wielded.&nbsp; &nbsp; He launched one end at the pit fighter to make its blades come in and deflect.&nbsp; &nbsp;Decimus halted the chain at the last moment and then while keeping the chain at the same length and he spun about and stepped in, letting the momentum build, aided by his muscular and powerful form to come in from the slide.&nbsp; &nbsp; It was at that time the cheap material of the chain failed the Mul and it shattered, not before part it it wrapped about the Girthyanki, the crack of bone breaking clear in the air as it went down to one leg.<br><br>Decimus then displayed something he never had befoer in a match, and that was near blinding speed.&nbsp; In three fast, bounding steps he was on the Girthyanki and burring what remained of his sharpened obsidian spikes.&nbsp; Using his speed and mass to his best effect, when he reached the wounded pit fighter and with a reverberating battle cry that near everyone in the area could hear, buried his spikes throw the Girthyanki's eye and face and skull, all the way up to the Mul's knuckles.&nbsp; &nbsp;With a grunt he made a viscous move of his arm, snapped off the black volcanic glass and pushed the now dead corpse away from him.&nbsp; &nbsp; All three of his opponents were down and Decimus, victorious.&nbsp; &nbsp;He raised his bloodied fists up to the air and turned about slow, drinking in the adoration of the crowd.&nbsp; &nbsp;Still, it was not the unlikely victory that Decimus was reveling in, but in the fact that he would likely have Invidia at his mercy.<br><br>It was in this excited and aroused state that Alexandria found the Mul when Gia bought the noblewoman to meet him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was attired only in a simple lion cloth and nothing else as water priests were tending to him, treating his wounds and closing up the wounds inflicted during the match.&nbsp; &nbsp;His near completely black eyes looked up and locked onto Alexandria's form.&nbsp; &nbsp;His voice was low, almost gutter like, and a hint of rage and anger in it.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"This is not the bitch Invidia.&nbsp; You had promised me it would be hear I get to break tonight and make scream."<br></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>13-12-2014, 19:35:10</strong>
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				Blinking as her new slave and now her gladiator shouted at his former owner, "You would be correct, Gia perhaps you should explain what is going to happen from now own." Turning she motioned to the wine steward and indicated to pour three glasses. <br><br>Gia nodded as she looked to Decimus, "Decimus, I could not give you what you asked for because I no longer own you," She looked down before speaking again, "No do I have the free will to do what I would like to do anymore. Mistress Athena is now our owner."<br><br>Athena smiled as she looked to Gia, "Please both of you take a glass of wine so we can discuss."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>19-12-2014, 06:51:04</strong>
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				Many underestimated Decimus by thinking that because he was all muscles and brawn that he had no brain.&nbsp; &nbsp;While Decimus indeed would not be considered an intellectual giant in the lands, he was very shrewd and cunning and he used that to great and devastating effect when he can, and when he did, he always was pleasantly surprised at the shock on other's faces when he did pull of a feat daring and cunning that required more intellectual savvy than brute force.<br><br>The change of his ownership was not a casual or off the cuff the move.&nbsp; &nbsp;This had to deal with Invidia.&nbsp; He knew that Invidia had wanted Mistress Gia as well as him, that she wanted Gia tortured and more due to now common knowledge that Invidia fucked him, had fucked other slaves.&nbsp; &nbsp;This new owner must be a move to protect Gia.&nbsp; &nbsp;That also could only mean one other thing.&nbsp; &nbsp;This woman wanted Decimus.&nbsp; &nbsp;The only thing that was not known is if she wanted Decimus to be the bull to mount her, or to be an object to torture.&nbsp; &nbsp; It was perhaps to find out.<br><br>This was were his calculated culling came into play.&nbsp; &nbsp;He stood, and as he did, whatever covering he had on fell away, leaving Decimus exposed in all of his powerful and nude glory, as well as his rampant erection to give visual evidence of his arousal.&nbsp; &nbsp; He swaggered forward with the dominate and conquering stride that gladiator champions seem to have ingrained into their bones.&nbsp; &nbsp; In several easy steps he was before Mistress Athena and he took the wine, raising it to his lips in a near insolent and cocky manner as he regarded this woman before him.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;<strong><em>"What is there needed to be discussed?&nbsp; &nbsp;I am a slave, and I make you money. lots of money, but to do that I need sufficient motivation to do so.&nbsp; I was used as a pawn tonight, a pawn in the games of petty nobles.&nbsp; &nbsp;Had I lost the match and lived, I would expect my now my balls to be wrapped in barbed wire and my skin slowly flayed from my skin.&nbsp; &nbsp;I didn't loose, and my reward was to be Invidia.&nbsp; Invidia bound and at my mercy as I break her like a fractious mount that needs to be tamed.&nbsp; &nbsp; When do I get what was promised to me?"</em></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>02-03-2015, 23:04:27</strong>
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				Decimus was definitely everything she wanted in a man, unlike her husband. Perhaps he was the one to give her what she craved to be bound and used like a bitch in heat. As he approached her in his cocky glory as if he was a noble as well. He spoke with an intelligent manner that made her smile.<br><br>"That is true but I figured you would be smart than just a bull meant to kill, I have heard of your prowless in the bed chambers from Invidia and decided I had to have you. Gia made a wonderful offer to me and I couldn't pass it up. Though you won't get Invidia, perhaps we can make another deal. But first let us celebrate your victory today with wine and food." She waved her arm towards the table that was set for three. <br><br>Taking the most elaborate chair for herself, leaving two open spots for the others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>05-03-2015, 06:50:56</strong>
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				Decimus raised what would be an eyebrow if he had hair, but like all Muls Decimus had no hair upon him.&nbsp; &nbsp; He winced as the water priests finished their magics upon him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Like all healing magic upon Athas, there was a price and that price was an even keener pain than the wound that caused it.&nbsp; &nbsp; It throbbed, and while Decimus could tolerate pain, but that did not mean he liked it any bit and it caused him to be in a foul mood.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not the best frame of mind with a new owner, but as the Mistress has said, Decimus was no unintelligent bull.&nbsp; &nbsp;The way she looked at him did not come across to Decimus that she wanted to cause pain, but she wanted Decimus to be the one in control.<br><br>So Decimus moved and joined the table.&nbsp; &nbsp;He took the wine that was offered and he drained his obsidian glass.&nbsp; &nbsp;He did not spill a drop, but he did so in a brutish manner, to still set the tone of the domineering and intimidating force that he was.&nbsp; &nbsp; He looked towards Alexandria and then towards Gia and for effect he sent Gia a hungry and evil look.&nbsp; &nbsp;While Gia had watched him with his patrons if to make certain the patron was not harmed beyond the magics of her priests, but never once did she partake.&nbsp; &nbsp;She said it was not her thing.&nbsp; &nbsp;While Gia was a moderate owner, she was still a slave owner, and what slave did not want to get back revenge when the chance presented itself.<br><br><strong><em>"If I do not get that bitch Invidia does this mean this new slave is my reward for a hard fought match?&nbsp; &nbsp;I think she needs to be taught lessons about her mouth.&nbsp; &nbsp;I can think of many other things she can be doing with it than risking my life."</em></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>10-03-2015, 16:56:15</strong>
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				As he moved and joined them at the table downing the glass of wine that he was offered she wondered if his prowless in the ring was anything like he offered in bed. Motioning to the servants of her box to leave she wanted this to remain in secret of their conversation. The male enuich servant gave her a concerned looked and she just smiled giving him the silent command to listen for her if she needed him.<br><br>"If that is what you wish Decimus, though I was going to offer you another prize for your fine sport in the arena today. That is if you would like to hear it." She smirked as she looked at him.<br><br>Gia looked concerned as both Decimus and Alexandria spoke. What could be worse than letting him get his hands on her other than he would really probably try and ruin her so completely. She bit her lip as she listened to the two of them talk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>11-03-2015, 07:41:42</strong>
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				Decimus said nothing at first, sipping the fine wine and regarding both his new Mistress and his former one.&nbsp; &nbsp;He could detect the fear coming from Gia, and she had good reason as he did indeed mean to punish her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Had he lost today he would be a torture toy at this moment to the bitch Invida.&nbsp; &nbsp;While Decimus did not want to ruin the woman, he would make her regret her actions, and the woman knew it which was why she looked at him in the way that she did.&nbsp; &nbsp;She knew well how inventive and creative the Mul could be, had witnessed it first hand though she never allowed anything more than ton be bound and fucked by him in the past.&nbsp; &nbsp;That was going to change.<br><br>So if the scent of female arousal in the room was not from Gia then it had to be from Alexandria.&nbsp; &nbsp;She also spoke of another reward, and that had possibilities.&nbsp; &nbsp;He wondered what the woman desired.&nbsp; &nbsp;Brutal and rough sex he was certain of that, but his interest was now tickled.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not that he was going to give in.&nbsp; &nbsp;The woman wanted him, very badly.&nbsp; &nbsp;Enough so to enslave his former owner so she could own him.&nbsp; Perhaps as a mean to protect him from Invidia?&nbsp; &nbsp;Regardless, Decimus has a very strong negotiating position and he was not about to give it up.<br><br><strong><em>"I would, but I do have conditions.&nbsp; &nbsp;Since this woman here is now a slave I want her for two nights per week for me to do as I wish short of maiming, disfiguring, or killing her or making her unable to serve you.&nbsp; &nbsp;It is the least I am owed for her stupidity.&nbsp; &nbsp;Any other Gladiator would have lost today's match.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was designed for me to loose.&nbsp; &nbsp;Had I not been as skilled and cunning as I am, I would not be slowly tortured to death as the bitch Invida oversaw it all.&nbsp; &nbsp;She would not have gelded me as she enjoyed my cock far too much, but she would have made the experience of pure fucking painful to me and not for her and made my death the tales for slaves to fear for years to come.&nbsp; &nbsp;Defeating those plans and succeeding where I should have failed deserves at least that much."</em></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>17-03-2015, 16:53:17</strong>
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				She could tell that Decimus was used to Gia giving him what he wanted, though that was going to have to change. She sipped her wine as she listened to his conditions. He was very out spoken for a slave but then again she has seen that his kind had once been proud warriors before her kind took over.<br><br>"I understand, I will honor your conditions but your two nights a week shall be determined by me for if you want her on a night I need her then we would have a problem so I choose those nights." She smirked as she heard him call Invida a bitch, "Just so you know, Invida and I had been speaking during you match, I doubt you would have gotten what you wanted from her or she would have let you have that before having you executed for touching a noble. She wasn't pleased that everyone knew of you two." <br><br>Setting down the now empty glass of wine she looked up at him from her seated position, "Now would you like for me to discuss your other reward for your wonderful display today?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>18-03-2015, 02:07:53</strong>
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				Decimus flashed his teeth, which on a Mul were semi sharp for his front teeth and made him look much more intimidating than his presence alone.&nbsp; &nbsp;He let his eyes fall upon Gia and he watched as his former Mistress squirm.&nbsp; &nbsp;She knew that he had taken easy upon her whens she was in his bed before for in the end she did own him, but that was no longer the case.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was going to remind the woman what might had happened if the roles had been reversed and Invida the one unshackled and free.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was going to be a very painful experience.&nbsp; &nbsp;The woman as going to know real well his cock in her ass, something she had never had before.<br><br>Decimus inclined his head to his new Mistress and with a bit of deference in his voice not present till now, responded.&nbsp; <strong>"As you command Mistress, I would not presume to take your property on nights that you have need of her.&nbsp; &nbsp;As for word getting out about Invida, your new slave over there is the fault for that, and it is only fair she share some level of...discomfort..for her responsibility with the situation.&nbsp; &nbsp;As to the gift you wish to bestow upon me, I of course am very curious as to your thinking on the matter."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 18:14:24</strong>
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				Nodding as he attempted to intimidate her, but failing only succeeding in turning her on. She could feel moisture starting to pool between her thighs. Licking her lips to catch the last bit of wine that was about to fall from her lips. She couldn't wait to see what this Mul would be like her in bed. Would he be able to make sure she climaxed like she did when she spied on her husband having his fun with the maids.<br><br><strong>"Well, first Decimus under my ownership you shall be almost free. You will be allowed to come and go, if you wish to continue fighting in the areana I would not stop you, you will be given an allowance weekly so that you may enjoy some freedoms. Also I expect you to take care of any needs that I might feel are best suited to your, expertise." </strong> She smirked as she refilled the glasses.<br><br>Letting the dust settle so to speak she began once again, <strong> "I find myself lacking from my husband's attempts of love making in hopes of bearing a child, which leaves me looking to someone to help with my troubles, I have heard you were the best at making sure ladies were well sated. I expect you to make good on these claims."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>03-05-2015, 00:41:38</strong>
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				Decimus processed what was being said to him and for a brute and a Mul was displaying a remarkable display of intelligence as he listened and took the options laid out before him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was taking a risk here as before only Gia knew that he was more than a gladiator with blood lust.&nbsp; &nbsp;The one thing that slave masters did not want in their stables was a slave like Decimus, one that was not only a physical threat to them but with also the cunning and intelligence to a deadly threat.&nbsp; &nbsp; Slaves like Decimus were normally put to death.&nbsp; <br><br>While I was a risk, he did not think ti was too much a one given his current situation.&nbsp; &nbsp;His new owner wanted him for sex, and Decimus had found sex to be a great motivator and manipulator among noble women in this city.&nbsp; &nbsp;It had worked on Invidia for years before Gia idiocy with her social attack upon her.&nbsp; &nbsp; It was poorly thought out, for even Decimus had determined that the blow to Invidia's reputation would only wound her, not destroy her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Decimus had been working on her, and was to the point of breaking her when Gia has ruined it all.&nbsp; &nbsp; She would pay for that, he would break her, make her crave his cock and then deny her after that.&nbsp; &nbsp; He had free reign to do that now that she was a slave.&nbsp; &nbsp;He still had to be cautious as this new Mistress was unlike Gia and was intelligent, as intelligent as Invidia, perhaps more so, and would need to be handled carefully.<br><br>Her options that she laid out for them confirmed that.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wanted Decimus comfortable, taken care off.&nbsp; &nbsp; It was a way to perhaps lower his guard, or to secure what she desired.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was time to test what she had said as Decimus was no toy or meat for any woman despite being a slave.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong><em>"It depends Mistress.&nbsp; &nbsp;I am not gentle or kind to the women that come to my bed.&nbsp; &nbsp; They come to be cuffed and collared as if they were slaves, and they earn every drop of pleasure they experience by being my total play toy.&nbsp; &nbsp; I am no one's meat which was my grievance with that now slave toy there, she put me in a position to be meat to Invidia.&nbsp; So if you expect to use me as a toy, it will not happen.&nbsp; &nbsp;You would be better off to sell me. " </em></strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;He waited then to see what his new Mistress took of that.&nbsp; &nbsp; If she truly wanted him in her bed, then she would agree.&nbsp; &nbsp;If she had some other motive, then Decimus was ready to defend himself.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>03-05-2015, 02:44:25</strong>
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				Athena crossed her legs as she watched her new slave process her offer and his new position. She knew this new ownership would be a lot of testing the waters with each other. He was intelligent and that could prove to be a problem if she didn't manage to get some way of controlling him, giving him Gia when she allowed may help but it wouldn't be every way of holding him. <br><br>It seemed he was onto her she would have to make sure she managed control.<strong>"I have heard this, nor do I expect you do change your ways just because a new woman owns you. Meat or a toy, no Decimus, you are far too intelligent to be merely a toy. I expect you to warm my bed in any manner of my choosing, your way just happens to coincide with what I am into. As far as selling you, no my dear, you are far to valuable for me to remove from my sight."</strong><br><br>Sipping her wine after she had finished she was interested to see what he was going to do for her. Would he agree to her conditions or would he demand something else.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>03-05-2015, 03:16:52</strong>
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				Decimus listened to her words, his eyes so red that they could be mistaken for black regarded her, as trying to see into the very depths of this woman.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had her own agenda, but in the end something must have happened to cause her to purchase Gia, that made that woman sell herself into slavery to keep herself from Invidia.&nbsp; &nbsp;Even with him winning today she still would have been a target for Invidia and what few allies she had still loyal despite the savaging her reputation received.&nbsp; &nbsp;At least now she had some measure of protection.&nbsp; He new who this Mistress husband was, and not one to be crossed lightly.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yes Invidia would think twice before attempting to cross him.<br><br>No, Decimus did not know her end game, but he did know her opening move here and what she wanted from him was sex, the sex he gave to patrons and he was going to give her.&nbsp; &nbsp;He stood from the table and with a skilled and deft hand, removed the remainder of his armor and he stood before his new owner, powerful and gloriously nude.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was the start of a wicked grin on his face as continued to regard her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong><em>"Then there is little else for us to discuss, Mistress.&nbsp; &nbsp;I am yours."</em></strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>03-05-2015, 03:52:09</strong>
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				Setting down her glass of wine and stood up slowly walking around Decimus looking him over. Inspecting her new wares and was planning to take her time to do so. As she looked around at his flesh, the scars defined him. She placed her hand on his back letting her fingers trail his back as she walked around to his front and rapped her fingers against his flesh. "That is very true Decimus, and I plan to thoroughly enjoy having you around. Shall we return to my home?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>03-05-2015, 05:41:42</strong>
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				Decimus watched her as she walked about him, laid her fingertips upon his flesh.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had scars upon him true, but not as many as one might expect a gladiator of his years and the number of matches he had fought.&nbsp; &nbsp;A testament to his skill in the arena and also due to the intelligence of the fighter.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was a reason why the spiked chain was his weapon of choice was because it was a weapon with reach and range which kept many of his opponents at bay.&nbsp; &nbsp;The few enemies that did get in close were the ones that left the scars.&nbsp; That was before he and his former owner had coin to spare to use for a water priest for healing.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>He could tell that she was aroused, mightily so by the scent in the air, but Decimus also had a connection to the Earth and Fire Elements and as a result knew when a woman's lust and desire were high, knew when she was so wet she was staining her inner thighs with her wanton need.&nbsp; &nbsp;He could use that.&nbsp; &nbsp;So at her words, he reached down to restore his leather kilt.&nbsp; Once it was restored, he made a gesture with his hand towards the exit.&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"Indeed Mistress, indeed.&nbsp; Let us bring along your new slave.&nbsp; &nbsp;We can bind her up and have her watch on for what will be in store for her when it becomes her turn to be my play toy."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>03-05-2015, 20:02:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smirking as he made his gesture to leave and she nodded, "Come Gia we shall return home."<br><br>Leading her new slaves through the gladiator arena and out unto the city. Many nodded their heads at Athena and stared at her the slaves following her. She was kind and of gentle nature many of the people new this and made no comments of her new slaves as they walked.<br><br>Upon reaching her home she climbed the steps leading towards the door and they opened for her, waving off the women slaves that were standing around as she lead Decimus and Gia to her husband's play room. <br><br>A large beg stood in the center of the room, walls surrounding it were adorn with ropes, whips, cuffs, chains, and some almost nasty looking toys that her husband used on the girls. She turned to face Decimus, "This is the play room, when you want Gia for yourself, use this room. Also the room in which I would have use of you as well Decimus. When I wish of that anyways. You may bind Gia up if you so choose at this time. I would like to see for myself what my money has bought."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>04-05-2015, 01:33:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Decimus does nit wait and as easily as he dressed in his leather kilt he removed it and was powerfully nude before the two of them.&nbsp; &nbsp;Despite her fear, Gia could not help but look at his nude body and lick her lips.&nbsp; &nbsp; Decimus grabbed her by her hair and pulled her over&nbsp; to a side of the room.&nbsp; He dropped her to her hands and knees and found one set of leather manacles.&nbsp; &nbsp;One wrist to the opposite ankle was how he bound her.&nbsp; &nbsp;he completed her by ripping her gown of her body and putting the fine rope between her legs and about her waist, with a knot right over her sex.&nbsp; &nbsp;He completed her bondage by added chained pincers to her nipples on her abundant breasts.&nbsp; This way any movement she did would bring a measure of pleasure and pain to her, and he was certain that she would not be able to keep her hips still.&nbsp; It was not enough for her to climax, Decimus knew that from his own experience.&nbsp; &nbsp; Merely torment her as she watched Decimus use her new owner.<br><br>To that end Decmis stalked her, and also moved to rip her clothing off of her person.&nbsp; He was not going too treat her any different than any other patron.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had another collar and set of cuffs in hands, and those he worked to put on her person, even if she struggled again, no matter what her threats.&nbsp; He was a Mul in the prime of his life, the peak of physical perfection.&nbsp; &nbsp;He could lift heavy livestock over his head with only moderate effort.&nbsp; &nbsp;A slip of a human woman was no match for him if he so desired to manhandle.&nbsp; <br><br>So he put the collar and cuffs on her, all in an effort to heighten the fear, the helplessness, to feel like a slave with cuffs and collar tight and thick about her person, the weight of them reminding her of her place in upcoming events.&nbsp; Once she was free of clothing and so bound, he grabbed at her hair and put her down upon her knees.&nbsp; He always did this first with his female patrons, to put them to their knees, to force them to take his cock into mouth.&nbsp; It was so degrading and against what a proper woman of birth should perform in the bed chambers, it help set the mood of what they are.&nbsp; &nbsp;Before he thrust in he gripped hard at her chin and purred down at her in a darkly sensual voice one would nto think his race was capable of.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><strong><em>"Know this if I feel teeth at all, Mistress or no you will be left unused and unfucked as I take Gia there and use her instead.&nbsp; &nbsp;You will also take me, all of me, and suck me dry or it will only be your ass that feels me fuck you this day.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now open and lick and please me."</em></strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>06-05-2015, 22:34:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Gia didn't fight as Decimus ripped away her clothing. She knew just how rough he could get and in her new position she wouldn't be high enough above him to make sure she wouldn't be damaged and allowed to cum. The quick movements of the ropes around her flesh and the knot right over her opening rubbing against her clit. He was planning on this driving her to the brink but not allowing her to complete. <br><br>As Decimus stalked her, Athena just watched, she had no fear but excitement in her eyes as he ripped off her clothing. She felt this desire that he wanted to fuck her, not or any reason but to release the tension. He put the collar upon her neck and tightened it not enough to stop air flow but enough to apply some pressure. He placed the cuffs upon her, she felt the helplessness and like a slave but no fear in her eyes but pure excitement. She could fee moisture pooling against her thighs as he gripped her hair using it to force her to the floor and onto her knees. <br><br>The cold hard floor, she looked up at him as he held her chin and spoke to her. His dark voice only spurred her excitement. She nodded slightly against his hand as she opened her mouth wide to take in the head of his cock. Rolling her plump lips over her teeth to make sure that they would not touch his cock. Licking the head before she swallowed it into her mouth. Hot, wet, ad waiting as she suckled his cock in a light vacuum.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>08-05-2015, 01:48:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Decimus tiled his head back and he groaned.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was at such a height that with her kneeling and her head tilted back he could take her mouth and throat for his own pleasure.&nbsp; &nbsp; He turned and gave a evil and wicked look to Gia.&nbsp; &nbsp;He used that voice of his, the one that tapped into the passion and desire, the burning hunger that was near in all things on Athas.&nbsp; <strong><em>"Watch and be ready girl for I will take you like this, and not stop, not even when you pass out from lack of air.&nbsp; &nbsp;Oh I will hold to my commands.&nbsp; You will not be harmed, you will not be killed, but there is so much I can inflict upon you and I will, by all the fire and fury in the heart of Athas I will!"</em></strong><br><br>With that his grip tightened about his Mistress hair and he angled her such that he took her mouth and her throat.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was not savage fucking of her face, but it was far from gentle or intimate.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a message, to set the pace and tone with his new owner that when she was finally collared and chained, she was merely a female toy for him to use for his pleasure, to fuck and hurt and use till he was sated.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>So he forced his large cock down her mouth, down her throat and filled her, chocked her and watched as the life pulse in her body began to slow.&nbsp; &nbsp; Then he pulled out and did shallow thrusts and repeated, over and over again, she held in place by fearsome grip on her hair, keeping her on her knees like the helpless slaves she had witnessed so many times with her husband.&nbsp; &nbsp; She did not need to wait too long as the situation, seeing his new owner nude and helpless, the thrill of another victory in the arena, all that came to a head.<br><br>He tossed his head back again as he pulled out of her mouth and only needed to give his cock three strokes with his hand.&nbsp; &nbsp;He let loose a roar, a carnal cry of victory and satisfaction as he let his orgasm roll through him and as he did, his seed exploded from the crown of his shaft and hit his new owner all over her.&nbsp; Over her face, her hair, her breasts.&nbsp; &nbsp;He seed felt heated as it splattered against her skin.&nbsp; &nbsp; After several heart beats, the powerful Mul gasped for breath, regaining his composure, as he did, he leaned down and rubbed her seed into her skin that covered her breasts.&nbsp; &nbsp; He purred low to her as he did.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong><em>"Oh yes, this is a nice start, your humbled and wearing my seed like sand silk over your body.</em></strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>09-05-2015, 00:16:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Athena opened her eyes and her green iris's stared at him as he tightened the grip upon her hair and moved so that he was able to pleasure himself by using her throat and mouth. She knew where at this time she stood with him. He was just going to use her body for his own pleasure. Something she longed to feel. As he found pleasure in using her throat she felt herself warming to his use, moisture pooling between her thighs. <br><br>Gia stared at them and shifted slightly causing ripples of pleasure and pain through her body. She attempted to focus on his words rather than the sight before her. She wouldn't handle much more if she didn't stop moving against the ropes.<br><br>As he let his seed explode all over her face, hair, and breasts, the warmth of it splattering against her flesh made her moan in pleasure. She watched him as he leaned down, her eyes met his as she moaned softly as he rubbed his seed into her flesh, she nodded in response to his words. Licking her lips she couldn't wait for the next thing to start.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>12-05-2015, 12:09:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Decimus left her kneeling on the for for a moment as he prepared what was to come next.&nbsp; He was pleased to see the bondage house.&nbsp; &nbsp;Two polished stone sex toys with rounded ridges all about them were inserted into the base.&nbsp; &nbsp;Over one of them he poured oil.&nbsp; He goal this night was to hurt, not ruin.&nbsp; &nbsp;He picked up a set of clamps next and threaded them through a ring on the horse.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once he was satisfied with the set up, he turned his attention back to his new owner.<br><br>He wrapped his large hands about her narrow waist.&nbsp; While his thumbs and fingertips did not touch, it was a near thin, perhaps three finger widths apart at most.&nbsp; &nbsp;A double testament not only to the narrowness of her waist, but the size of his hands as well.&nbsp; &nbsp;He picked her up with no effort and positioned her right above the toys, the oiled one barely breached her ass, the other settling into her sex.&nbsp; &nbsp;That was when he let go and gravity did the rest of the work of impaling her upon the two stone items, unable to avoid and escape them.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her ass was well and painful breached, more so if she did not relax at all.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she was dealing with the shock of being filled in her intimate places, he secured her wrist cuffs to a hook from the ceiling. and her ankle cuffs to rings in the floor.&nbsp; She was well and truly trapped.<br><br>He next took the nipple clamps and secured them.&nbsp; They were of a cunning design and and tightened when she tried to lift herself off of the horse, then relaxed their pressue as she did.&nbsp; &nbsp;However when she did settle upon the horse, all of her weight was upon the narrow edge.&nbsp; She had enough slack in her bonds to raise herself upon the balls of her to lift herself from the bench, but how long could she hold such a position till her muscles gave out and she had to lower herself to the bench again.&nbsp; &nbsp;Every time she would do so, those ridged toys would rub and simulated her intimate holes at the same time.<br><br>Decimus was not willing to stand by and watch and a leather strap tapering off to a point was in his powerful hands, his muscular arms.&nbsp; &nbsp;He did not wait and he drew back and cracked it across her ass.&nbsp; &nbsp;It left a livid welt but did not break the skin.&nbsp; &nbsp;Again and again he used the strap upon her.&nbsp; Tits, thighs, ass, none were spared as he made her ride the horse, to fuck herself upon it, to have the pain spawn pleasure, the pleasure spawn pain, till it was all merely one sensation boiling away inside her mind, making it impossible to think of anything save for the need to orgasm.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yet, it was not possible for her to do so in her current bondage, not without his aid.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>26-05-2015, 01:19:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He lifted her so quickly and easily as if she weighed nothing more than a feather as he moved her towards the horse and placed her in the correct position making sure she was slowly sliding down on the stones she started to relax her body knowing he wasn't going to destroy her body and nothing more than what she could pay a healing master to correct after his play with her. <br><br>She watched as he continued to make sure she was bound in the way he wished, she tested the bondage by lifting herself slightly feeling the pressure building she lowered herself once again against the stones.<br><br>Her eyes widened as he brought over a leather strap and before she could speak he cracked it across her tender flesh. The moment it made impact she screamed, it was both in surprise and in pain. She found the pain wasn't so horrible she would demand he stop but it was causing herself to lift up, twist, move and her eyes closed as she felt the orgasm build yet linger just out of reach. <br><br>Whimpering as she looked at him, did she dare demand him to finish this, or did she wait to see what was next for her.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>28-05-2015, 05:30:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Decimus noticed the look coming from his new owner.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had noticed it before in many first time patrons, when they still falsely believed that despite the bonds that they were in control.&nbsp; &nbsp;Truth be told it was this moment that he loved above all others, when his patron realized the truth and that he was going to be given the honest experience they were asking for, to be treated like a toy, a thing, a possession to be used, broken, and discarded.&nbsp; &nbsp;This was the time when the fear and the arousal all mixed and rolled into one.&nbsp; &nbsp;Oh how his wicked smile graced his features as he moved in with the strap of braided leather, caressing it over her helpless curves as he spoke in that dark sensual and intimidating whisper.<br><br><strong><em>"Oh you think you can stop this, command me to let you go and it will all end?&nbsp; &nbsp;Look at your other slave over there and ask her if I ever stopped when my toys begged?&nbsp; &nbsp;I never stop, not till I have finished my pleasure with you.&nbsp; So go ahead and beg, go ahead and plead for me to stop.&nbsp; &nbsp;I will not, not till you are broken, not till you know that even though you might think you own me, it is in fact I that own you."</em></strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>11-06-2015, 21:27:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The look dissipated from her face almost as quickly as he approached her. She knew this wouldn't be over until he was sated and from the look of fear on Gia's face it wouldn't be over for some time. Her arousal was intensified by his gaze as she watched him. As he stroked her body with the braided leather she watched him with wanting eyes. She couldn't wait for what was in store next.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>17-06-2015, 02:40:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Decimus continued to caress his Mistress' body , his red eyes taking in the stare of the woman.&nbsp; &nbsp;Many looked at Decimus and thought he was like must Mul's another ignorant brute, good for nothing more than hard labor, or the role he currently had, that of a gladiator.&nbsp; &nbsp;That was not the case with Decimus.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was highly intelligent, and knew how to read women that were under his thrall.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her body language was proud, defiant, yet at the same time her body was leaning into the leather. her skin eager to have now of its bite upon it.&nbsp; <br><br>Yes, Decimus could read this woman, and like so many other pampered nobles that used his services, they wanted to be tamed and broken to the lead and lash.&nbsp; &nbsp; It was perhaps her motivation for purchasing him, to have access to Decimus anytime she desired, whenever the mood overcame her so she would not need to pay for it.&nbsp; &nbsp;Decimus did not mind.&nbsp; &nbsp;As long as he was able to use and break women such as her, he would play along wit her game, for now.<br><br>Decimus gave his head a shake.&nbsp; &nbsp;Such thoughts were for later, now it was time for the taming ad the breaking.&nbsp; &nbsp;Over time sheer physical exhaustion would cause Athena to ride the horse, to experience the never ending cycles of pleasure and pain.&nbsp; &nbsp;Decimus wanted to accelerate the cycle.&nbsp; &nbsp;To that he brought the leather braid down upon her sensitive flesh time and time again.&nbsp; &nbsp;No part of her body was spared.&nbsp; &nbsp;He whipped her ass, her back, her shoulders, her tits, her thighs, the mound of her sex, everywhere, and did not let up.&nbsp; &nbsp;He would strike, wait for the effect of the blow to sink in, then strike again, over and over, until she finally broke and started to beg him, the cycle of pleasure and pain with her climax just out of her reach being the only driving force in her mind.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>06-07-2015, 17:49:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Athena sat bound and almost stiff against the stone nubs pressing against her nether regions. Her nipples hard from the chill in the air and the arousal she felt from her new slave. Red lines littered her body that were raised against her pale skin. Decimus, her slave, was at the moment her master. The role switch didn't bother her as she much preferred this over what her husband did with her. She felt the leather gently almost lovingly rubbed against her skin as she leaned into the softness that he now was showing her. Her skin trembled in excitement as she waited to see what he was going to do next.<br><br>She enjoyed his play with her, she didn't care if he would have ever costed her money. She bought him and Gia to save them both from a fate worse than death. She knew Invidia had a plan and it would end badly for the both of them. She stopped her thoughts as she felt the bite of the leather hitting her body. Causing her to ride the horse in different directions, the mix of pleasure and pain made her moan out. For the first time she was thoroughly enjoying herself and the pleasures her body could have. She wanted more, but at the same time the climax just out of reach the pressure was building far to much for her to bear as she cried out, "Please finish this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>16-07-2015, 21:37:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh there was the start of it, the cracking at the edges, the need and desperation threading through a voice that was still almost imperious, the voice a noble talking to a slave, almost.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was enough of a hitch in it, enough of a difference that Decimus noted it.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had to admit he was impressed.&nbsp; &nbsp;While he had know his new owner was a woman that would not break easy, not a woman with her lush and ripe curves that she she would not wail and break with one lash of the leather, she was still a noble, still pampered and still unused to this.&nbsp; &nbsp;Still she had lasted longer than most of his other patrons, even longer than Invidia and that woman could take pain and climax from it like no other woman Decimus knew.&nbsp; &nbsp;Still Decimus was not done, not yet.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>He continued to let the lash fall over her tits and ass as he circled like the predator he was.&nbsp; <strong>"End this?&nbsp; End this?&nbsp; Oh no my <em>Lady</em>...</strong> Decimus did at a bit of mocking tone to her title before be continued <strong>"You do not get to dictate to me.&nbsp; &nbsp;You are here for my pleasure, my entertainment now and I am far from finished with you.&nbsp; Oh no you are still too proud and arrogant by half.&nbsp; &nbsp;Maybe I will stop when you beg me to give me all that I want, even Gia as my slave and mine alone despite how much you want her for yourself.&nbsp; &nbsp;In the mean time, it is time for your mouth to do more than add to the hot air about us."</strong><br><br>Decimus had stripped down as he had had stalked about her, and he was now standing gloriously nude before her,&nbsp; &nbsp; She was positioned on the bondage horse enough that her mouth and throat were the perfect angle.&nbsp; &nbsp;He gabbed a fist full of her soft, silk like hair and he thrust his cock deep inside her waiting mouth as the stone cocks in sex and ass, as the edge of the horse, the welts from the leather lash, all of it took its tool to add pain, and sexual frustration to her sex starved body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gladiator's Passion and Fire, a Dark Sun Tale (Blackstone and Lynnie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>11-10-2015, 15:53:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning against the bonds that held her, the lasting sting of the leather that had bitten her skin did not make her want to end what he was doing infact, she was enjoying it so much. She wanted more, she wanted to feel his flesh upon hers not this leather, not the stone mounds that pressed against her nether regions, the air around her teased at her flesh as he circled around her like a predator circling its prey and she realized she didn't mind being eaten.<br><br>Moaning softly as he spoke about how he was going to use her mouth to do more than release air she blinked and found herself involuntarily licking her lips as she watched him strip down circling her once again. The size of him made her instantly wetting readying for his use. As he grabbed a handful of her hair she whimpered in excitement as he shoved himself into her waiting mouth, she suckled him trying her best to pleasure his body in hopes he would soon take her. <br><br>The buildup of sexual frustration wanting more to release the pressure built up she found herself attempting to grind against the horse wanting release that always managed to stay just out of reach.
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