A Slave To Rome [Aurion & Pixilicious]
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				Title: <strong>A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurion</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 21:22:08</strong>
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				Aemilius slowly paced back and forth in the camp headquarters of his legion looking out over the layout of the camp. A smile crossed his face when he saw the straight lanes and orderly rows of tents since everything was perfect and was all he could ask from his men. While the war may be over and a peace treaty signed, it was always wise to make sure that a camp was built as per the regulations every night. After all you never knew who may decide to attack you and it was harder to attack a fortified camp during the night then an open one.<br><br>As he looked out over the camp, he lifted a hand to brush his shoulder length black hair back while his sharp blue eyes scanned the horizon. A slight breeze caused his purple cloak embroidered with gold cloth in a geometric pattern to billow. Once the breeze had passed he looked down to make sure that his white toga which had a purple stripe running down the side was in order along with his newly brushed golden brown sandals. After all he was expecting a very important guest to arrive very soon or perhaps he should say a spoil of war.<br><br>It had been foolish of Perseus, the current king of Macedonia, to have started a war with the Republic of Rome since there could only be one outcome. Of course his fellow consul, Marcus, had failed miserably when tasked with bringing Macedonia to heel so it had been up to him, Aemilius, to defeat the Macedonian armies and win a glorious victory for himself and for Rome. This victory was even sweeter since he had been able to insist that as part of the peace treaty that Perseus hand over his sister as Aemilius’ slave.<br><br>Never had Aemilius thought this would happen but when the opportunity presented itself, he would take it. Aemilius remembered when he had first seen her a few years ago when he had been part of the diplomatic party that had been sent to Macedonia. During that trip, he watched and learned but did not speak much as he let the elder statesmen who had more experience handle it but he had been captivated by the beauty of Perseus’ sister.&nbsp; Standing tall at a few inches over six feet with wide shoulders, muscled arms and legs since he had a soldier’s physique since he had trained with them.<br><br>Aemilius was not one to give commands and stand back but got into the fray to help inspire his men to victory. There were some who said the blood of Mars ran through his family and that it ran true through his veins but he did not worry about such things and made sure that he had learned tactics and strategy. Hearing the gate open, he smiled and looked straight down the path where he saw that his guests had arrived and would soon be in the forum, the empty square, in front of the headquarters.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 02:02:57</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">Rhiannon was screaming bloody murder at the men who were holding her tightly by the arm and guiding her against her will as he led her into a land, a city that was completely unknown to her.&nbsp; She had been a princess of a wealthy and prospering country, and wasn't used to being manhandled by soldiers.&nbsp; She wasn't used to being manhandled by anyone, actually.&nbsp; Wherever she went, people were sure to give her the respect that her title afforded her.&nbsp; That was what Rhiannon was used to.&nbsp; Instead, she had watched her village burn to the ground by these savages, before being chained and shackled.&nbsp; Then, she was taken away from the land that she knew as hers.&nbsp; For three days she traveled trapped in a cage, carried across desserts and plains, not knowing where she would end up.&nbsp; What had she done to deserve this?<br><br>Food and water had been given to her, and for that she supposed that she should be grateful, but she wasn't sure that providing necessary things for one to live off of should have been a privilege, rather than a requirement.&nbsp; She found herself hating her brother, and with each passing day, she found that hatred growing stronger.&nbsp; She wished that Perseus died a very long and painful death for doing this to her.&nbsp; She could never, and would never forgive him for this transgression.&nbsp; Her wounds were too deep, and her emotions too fragile.<br><br>When she got her hands on her brother again, she was going to kill the pompous pig.&nbsp; She was going to kill him, roast him over a fire and feed his cooked flesh to the lions.&nbsp; That would serve him right for turning over his own sister to be a sex slave to a man that she had seen as nothing but a ruthless barbarian.&nbsp; She always knew that her brother would make a miserable king, and now his actions had only confirmed what she had known to be true so long ago.&nbsp; She hated having her will taken from her, and would never, ever submit to any man, least of all Aemilius.&nbsp; She would never lay with a man such as that.&nbsp; NEVER!&nbsp; She would rather be put to death than tarnish her carefully preserved body for someone that she didn't even know.&nbsp; She was not some object to be toyed with, used for their pleasure.<br><br>She stumbled and fell to her knees as the man that was holding her pushed her forward.&nbsp; She looked up, her beautiful face covered with dirt and one or two bruises from the less than gentle handling of the men that had "escorted" her on her journey from her home.&nbsp; She looked up, and anger flashed in her eyes as she saw the man that had been the cause of all this.&nbsp; Aemilius.&nbsp; "You pig," she spat at him.&nbsp; "You filthy, pompous, arrogant pig," she screeched.&nbsp; "How dare you do this to me?&nbsp; Who are you?&nbsp; Nothing but a lowly soldier.&nbsp; I will never serve you," she said, reaching out her fist curled tight, intending to hit him in the face.&nbsp; However, the guard standing next to her was too quick, and succeeded in catching her arm, and bending it behind her back.&nbsp; "Let me go, you swine!"&nbsp; Reaching back, she brought her leg up, and kicked him hard in the shin.&nbsp; The howl of pain that was let out after such an action brought a small smile of triumph to her face.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurion</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 02:36:18</strong>
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				Aemilius watched as Rhiannon stumbled forward studying her carefully and noticing the dirt on her face along with the bruise or two on her face. A small frown crossed his face as his eyes moved to the centurion but Aemilius didn’t say anything only gave him a look. When he heard Rhiannon, he looked down at her while showing no emotion although an eyebrow did arch when she tried to hit him. There was no doubt that Rhiannon was as beautiful as he remembered but it seemed that she had a fiery soul and would have no problem speaking her mind. A soft smile crossed his face for she would no doubt be willful and stubborn yet he liked the iron that he saw in her even if it meant that he would bear the brunt of her anger for now.<br><br>Aemilius waved his hand, “Restrain her hand and cuff them behind her back and then cuff her ankles together so she can’t kick anymore.” Then he looked into her eyes, “I may be pompous but I am not filthy nor am I a pig, my dear Rhiannon. I dare do this because it was part of the peace treaty that your brother signed and Rome honors its treaties. I am Aemilius Ausonius a member of the patrician class and I am far from being a lowly solider since I am the consul and the general of this army.&nbsp; I was hoping that you would come quietly but it appears that we will have to take stricter measures since you are behaving like a wild Amazon.”<br><br>Aemilius watched his men try to grip her wrists which they did and started to pull her hands back but her legs were a different matter. Shaking his head, he moved up to grab her legs so they could get the cuffs around her ankles and then lock them. Even as he moved in he watched her carefully trying to see what she was doing before she did it but she was very quick. “I would prefer that you are allowed to speak but I would think that a lady like you would show proper etiquette but if you don’t, you will be gagged.”&nbsp; Watching her legs, he was waiting for the moment that he could grab her leg to stop her from kicking everyone that got close to her. By this time he was wondering if she may indeed have Amazon blood for she fought them fiercely and with a fury that surprised him. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 03:12:21</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Proper etiquette?" she asked, looking incredulously at the man standing before her.&nbsp; "You should be one to talk about etiquette," she spat at him again.&nbsp; "I'm sure that the life that you lead is nothing but pure an exemplary," she told him, her voice stating that she was being as matter of fact as possible about this.&nbsp; "I have every right to be angry, and I do believe that we have moved past the conforms of propriety since you the moment you took me away from my home," she said.&nbsp; She lashed out again at the man nearest her, kicking him, her legs swinging higher this time, until her sandal had managed to catch him in the thigh.&nbsp; "You know nothing about proper etiquette," she told him, reaching grabbing her hand back fomr the out and swinging her arms toward his face.<br><br>She jerked them away hard from the man that had tried to grab her, and moved quickly on her feet.&nbsp; She swung back around, and connected her hand with Aemilius' face, relishing when her palm connected with his skin.&nbsp; She resounding crack made a jolt of satisfaction run through her, one that not even the throbbing in her hand from the slap could lessen.&nbsp; She would show him that she would not be one to lead around like a piece of property.&nbsp; She was too good for this.&nbsp; She was not going to lead the life of a slave.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I do not wish to be here, and you cannot keep me here.&nbsp; I was a free woman in my country, and you cannot claim me as anything but.&nbsp; And, as a free woman, I reserve the right to walk away from you," she told him.&nbsp; "Certainly a man of your worldly class should know that?" she scoffed.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurion</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 03:55:29</strong>
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				Aemilius shook his head at Rhiannon’s words, “I know more about proper etiquette than you know and you should realize that you have been conquered. The treaty that was signed specifically mentions that you shall be handed over to me so I am conforming to propriety by honoring its terms. Your brother made this deal as part of being able to keep his kingdom so I am well within my rights to take you from your home. I would think that you would want to serve your kingdom since you are of the royal blood but perhaps I thought too highly of you.”<br><br>While he was speaking, he watched the way she kicked one soldier in the thigh before freeing her hands. Even though she had freed her hands he was completely surprised when she struck him in the face which caused his eyes to flare in anger as the calm expression melted away from his face as a look of anger replaced it. While the blow hadn’t hurt him, he could feel the sting from where her palm had struck his cheek which stung his pride more than anything else. As she started to talk, he moved quickly and with the grace of one who was a trained warrior but he quickly grabbed her hands.<br><br>Once he had his strong long fingers wrapped around her wrists, he turned her around and pulled her hands behind her to the small of her back. While one hand held onto her wrists, he slide his other arm under her arms so that he could lift her off her feet until only the tips of her toes were touching the ground. Leaning forward, he said softly but with a deathly quiet voice, “While you may not wish to be here, I can keep you since you are no longer a free woman. Whether you like it or not, you now belong to me since your brother signed your away to save himself. Shall we continue this here or shall we talk in private.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 04:10:36</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"And you see nothing wrong with that scenario?" she asked, looking at him.&nbsp; "The fact that a coward is willing to sell the soul of another human being to save himself?&nbsp; I thought we were supposed to be living in a civilized society," she told him.&nbsp; "I see now that I was wrong, and that the Romans are very backwards in their thinking and practices.&nbsp; No wonder your empires and armies are crumbling throughout the worlds," she said.&nbsp; She was fully aware that she had not answered his question.&nbsp; She would be happy to avoid him and his antics, including any demands that he placed upon her.<br><br>"I do not wish to live under these terms," she said looking at him with nothing but loathing and disgust in her eyes.&nbsp; "I have no desire to serve anyone.&nbsp; If that entitles me to death, then by all means, please, go ahead and do yourself, and myself a favor and take a knife to my heart," she said on a harsh whisper.&nbsp; "Because I'm never going to bend to your will," she said.<br><br>"You are nothing more than a barbarian...A savage.&nbsp; You care nothing of others but of yourself.&nbsp; You plunder and kill.&nbsp; You do not think twice about it.&nbsp; You have blood on your hands, and I do not wish to taint myself with that blood.&nbsp; Kill me."&nbsp; Her face was resolute as she looked at him.&nbsp; "Kill me and be done with it."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurion</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 04:32:17</strong>
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				Aemilius looked into Rhiannon’s eyes and shook his head, “I do see something wrong in this scenario but that is a brother selling his sister into slavery. We do live in a civilized society but to the victors goes the spoils as the saying goes and we could have taken most of your people as slaves if we hadn’t signed a peace treaty. The Romans are not backwards but we are engineers since we build roads, aqueducts, forums, bridges, and bathes. I’m sorry to inform you that we do not have an empire but a Republic which has grown more powerful and wide in the last hundred years than ever before, my dear.”<br><br>Motioning to his men with his head, he held her while they placed soft leather cuffs around her ankles and then attached a small chain to restrict her movement but let her take small steps. Then he set her back on the ground so he could place a leather cuff around her right wrist and then her left wrist before attaching them together in the small of her back. Once he was finished he waved his hand and staying behind her pushed her back around the headquarters and to his quarters where they could talk in private.<br><br>After he guided her inside the tent, he closed the flaps before he turned her around to look into her eyes, “Your wish does not matter at this point, I’m sorry to inform you. You will live under these terms and you will serve me. If you don’t serve me, you will be punished though you do not have to worry about being truly harmed since I shall not harm you. No, I have better ideas of what to do then take a knife to your heart which would be foolish. You will bend even if it takes some time. No, I am not a barbarian but a civilized Roman not some barbaric Celt who will sacrifice humans to their strange gods.”<br><br>Again he stepped up to cup her chin in his hands and tilt her head, “I do care but you shall see that in time. I wage wars when ordered by my state to do so and I win them for Rome so hat Rome shall be great. It is true that wars often involve plunder but your kingdom has done the same thing in the past so if I have blood on my hands so do you. I will not kill you for you are too beautiful for death.” So saying, he leaned down to press his lips against hers as he kissed her with a fiery passion before pulling back.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 05:36:59</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">Rhiannon pulled away from Aemilius with a growl after he released her lips.&nbsp; She retched in the back of his throat, and then spat off to the side, trying to get the taste of him out of her mouth.&nbsp; "You really have no manners, to be treating a woman like this, do you?&nbsp; Do you even comprehend how to take care of a woman?"&nbsp; She scoffed.&nbsp; "It would seem not, since you're well past your prime, and I can wager, not married either," she said.&nbsp; She did not know what she was trying to accomplish here, but she hoped but keeping up her defiance, he would find her not worth the effort and in turn release her from her captivity.<br><br>"So you find it fit to punish me for the crimes committed by people I have no control over?" she asked, looking at him.&nbsp; "Yes, because that makes complete and utter sense," she said, rolling her eyes.&nbsp; "I did not tell them to go out and kill those people.&nbsp; My brother did that.&nbsp; He's the king.&nbsp; He's the one you want.&nbsp; Perhaps you could go capture him, and make him your slave.&nbsp; I'm sure he'd enjoy it," she muttered under her breath.&nbsp; "I see nothing fair, nor just about punishing a woman that had nothing to do with the faults, and grievances of two men who clearly do not have enough in their heads to think before they pick a damned sword!"<br><br>A slow, almost calculated smile turned her lips upwards as she looked at him.&nbsp; "Or, even better," she said.&nbsp; "I hope that the Parthians conquer your cavalry and take you as a sex slave.&nbsp; See how you like it then," she said, turning away from him.&nbsp; She was full of fire, but inside, she was truly scared.&nbsp; She knew that she could only keep talking for so long.&nbsp; She had been taken from her home, her family, sold off as if she was nothing, to strangers who wanted to use her, use her body for unspeakable things.&nbsp; She didn't know how to deal with it.&nbsp; She could only pray that the Gods would have mercy upon her, and make her die quickly and quietly.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurion</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 05:58:08</strong>
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				Aemilius savored the taste of Rhiannon on his lips but soon she was issuing insults and threats once more. Rhiannon had a way with words since several of her insults stung his pride and even caused his eyes to flicker with anger. All he could think of was if her tongue was always this sharp since it would be a very long trip back to Rome. Not that he thought for a minute of granting her wishes for he already liked this fiery young woman even if her insults were biting indeed. The last insult made him pause as he clinched his fists and the wave of anger swept over him causing his face to flush.<br><br>When he had control of himself again, he moved up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Reaching up, he cupped her breasts and softly caressed them, “I have manners but I wonder if the term lady could be used for you right now. I know how to take care of a woman and you will see that since I plan on taking care of you even though you have a sharp tongue but that will not convince me to give you up. You would lose part of your wager for I am in my prime though I am not married currently. I am not punishing you for any crimes but merely saying that you would be a guilty as I if you used your own logic.”<br><br>As he talked, he softly massaged and caressed her breasts through the soft silk of her dress before reaching up to let his fingers dance over her nipples. “I agree that your brother the king is not a wise man for he challenged Rome first which led to the war. It doesn’t make sense but such is the world at times, we learn to live in it and get used to the cycles of fortune. I’m sorry to disappoint you but I will not be a sex slave for the Parthians anytime soon though you would like to see it.” While speaking, he gently opened up her dress enough to dip his hands down so that his strong hands could cup her warm soft breasts which he started to knead and massage.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 01:47:25</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">Rhiannon's body stiffened when he touched her.&nbsp; She was not prepared for this.&nbsp; She had never been touched by a man, and here was this one making full and quick use of taking advantage of her.&nbsp; She could hardly believe that she was in this situation.&nbsp; She had always been the woman that swore she would remain pure and untouched until the day she died, having not seen the need for a man in her life.&nbsp; She was a woman of power, and didn't need to have a man there to provide for her.&nbsp; How quickly her life had changed, indeed.<br><br>"Please don't," she whimpered, backing away from Aemilius.&nbsp; "I don't want this," she told him.&nbsp; "I do not wish to be your personal plaything," she told him.&nbsp; Her eyes turned up to look at him, her feelings on display there for him to plainly see.&nbsp; Her eyes, normally a bright green were a bit pale from her tiredness, and were as wide as saucers as she looked at him.&nbsp; Her fear was plainly there, and she seemed to be deciding what would be her best plan of escape here.&nbsp; She wasn't sure if she should submit herself over to him, and deal with the consequences of a shattered body later, or try and run and suffer his wrath when he eventually caught her.<br><br>"You have no right to do this," she whimpered.&nbsp; "I have done nothing wrong to you.&nbsp; You can't use me in this manner.&nbsp; I am a person too, not just a thing made for you to do with as you see fit," she whispered.&nbsp; Thus far, she had been defiant and brazen, but now, it was clear that now her fear was starting to come to the surface and she was indeed feeling a bit lost and alone in the situation that she was now in.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave To Rome [Aurion &amp; Pixilicious]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurion</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 02:17:44</strong>
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				Aemilius could feel Rhiannon’s body stiffen as he touched her which was why he did not try to stop her when she backed away from him. While she spoke, he looked into her eyes and could see her feelings displayed since she was not trying to hide anything from him for now. There was fear and tiredness but he still had a feeling that she was thinking of ways of escaping so that he was not sure what to really do at the moment. While he could ignore her feelings and simply take her that was not what he wanted since he already knew that he was falling for this strong willed and now very scared woman.<br><br>The problem that faced him was if he let her do this more than likely she would cry whenever she wanted something and expect him to give in. Sighing, he shook his head for he knew that he could not force himself on her unwillingly and wrapped his arm around her waist. Softly he let his fingers caress the small of her back as he looked into her green eyes which were a bit pale, “Very well, I shall honor your wish, Rhiannon. I do not think you understand what I want but you will never me my personal plaything no matter what you may think. I could use you in any manner I see fit since technically you are a slave but I shall not but will honor your wishes and desires. I can only hope that one day we can actually speak without all the yelling and shouting but we shall see.”<br><br>As he finished speaking, he leaned down to softly press his lips against hers as he kissed her with a soft passion. At the same time his fingers caressed the small of her back while his other hand moved to cup her cheek which they danced over enjoying the feel of her smooth silken skin against his hand. After some time he pulled back and looked into her eyes, “If you give me your word that you will not try to escape, I will remove your shackles but if you do try to escape I will be forced to put them back on. It looks like you are tired so after I remove them you can lay down to rest since we will be leaving tomorrow.”<br><br>
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