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Date: 85 AD
Event: Battle in Gallica Begica in the Fourth year of the rule by
Emperor Titus Flavius Domitianus
Summary: Enjoying hospitality traveling towards and in Bonna, supporting
a major battle in Gallica Belgica, some barbarian festival is witnessed
Status: Basically finished, might need some touching up

   So, once again, after the tragic loss of Esdras, the Crassius' Cobras
were after 10 years again sent to the northern parts of the Empire.  This
time our commission was the area of Gallica Belgica, that in a few years
became known as Germania Inferior after some provincial restructuring.

   While the area itself had been rather quiet and the inhabitants good and
loyal subjects of the Empire, it proofed rather difficult to get foothold
onto the hills and dense forests that were located more to the north.

   Marius had received from his former commander some vague reports about
the regular patrols being ambushed in that region.

   We made it without any real problem to the fortress of Bonna, located at
the Rhenus and base of the now three year old 1st Minervia Legion, raised
and based there by Domitian himself.

   The only event noteworthy was a group consisting of several merchant
families traveling from Lutetia to Mogontiacum.  We crossed their path a
few days after we left Argentorate.  Loaded with cloth and red wine from
Aquitania, they were happy to travel north with us for a few days.  A group
of well armed legionnaires (that's what we told them anyway) always helps
to keep any potential robbers at bay.  And we were happy to relief them of
some of their wine...  And, although only temporarily, of some their
women...  While most of those were rather plain looking (although with some
sturdy arms and hips from the hard work), a few younger women still had
some of their youthful slender figures left.  To humour the leader of the
caravan, I did accept his offer to share his meal, tent, bed and wife
during the first night.  She did not like the idea at first, but after a
few swigs of wine, she lost her inhibitions and her clothes quite fast. 
Even I started to appreciate her firm but pleasantly rounded figure, as she
disrobed herself.  The merchant and I quickly removed our tunics as well
and looked with growing excitement as her plumb ass and big tits finally
came in view.  When she turned around to face us again, a smile of lust
grew on her face as she saw two erect cocks saluting her womanhood.

   Her husband, the merchant, had, like the Jews in Judea, cut away his
foreskin, so his glans was already plain in view.  A pair of big heavy
balls hung in his hairy scrotum that dangled about the width of a hand
beneath his thick and long phallus.  He looked pleased that my tool was not
as impressive as his own.  But, we should not complain about what the gods
give us.  Only do our best to use properly.  And that we did.  Soon his
wife was being fondled by the both of us.  Grabbing one of her tits I
started sucking on it and felt the nipple harden.  My other hand slid up
her legs to end up at her pussy.  Only to find out that the merchant was
already fingering her and preparing her for me to enter.  For a moment both
of us fingered her fat cunt as it got wetter and slicker.  As he finally
pushed her legs wide open, he urged me to take my place and fuck his wife.
As I accepted his hospitality and penetrated the slit of his wife in one
cunt-splitting thrust, he deftly moved his cock to her face.  And when she
moaned as I slid deeper and deeper into her surprisingly tight fuck-canal,
he pressed the head of his cock in her opened mouth.  Moving back and forth
for not that long in her squeezing pussy, she and I both came at the same
time.  When I rolled away from her, her husband took my place and I was
amazed with the pace that he shoved that cock in and out her vagina. 
Seeing him have his way and seeing her tits move up and down in a very
erotic rhythm kept my own cock hard as a rock.  She noticed that took and
as her left hand wrapped around the base she started jacking it.  The
merchant now came as well and as his ass clenched time and time again as he
flooded his wife, I could almost hear his sperm squirting out and joining
mine, deep inside his wife.  Now with the first edge taken off, we had time
for a short rest.  After some more wine we started anew.  First the wife
was put on her hand and knees.  This time I fucked her mouth, while the
merchant fucked her like a stallion mounts a mare.  Then we switched, the
merchant now lied down on his back and told his wife to ride him.  She
stepped over him and lowered herself on his cock that still stuck up
straight as an unused pilum.  Already opened up and filled by both of our
phalli, she leaked a few drops when she slid effortlessly on her husband.
He then massaged her tits and squeezed her nipples quite hard, but she
liked it and started to moan again and bounce up and down his cock.  He
pulled her face towards his and they started kissing.  Her tits were now
fully squashed against his chest and his hand circled around to her ass. 
As he grabbed her lower cheeks and pulled them apart, the invitation was
obvious: I was to fuck his wife in her ass!
Every time he thrust upward, her sphincter opened a little and then
closed again as he pulled his fat cock out of her cunt, only to open up

again as he pushed back inside again.  Our combined juices already provided
a slippery layer, so as I moved between their legs and pressed my glans
against her winking sphincter, it slid in almost without effort the next
time the merchant pushed his cock deep between the puffy blood filled lower
lips of his wife.  She let go an extra moan as I bottomed out in her warm
and tight rectum.  While the merchant kept his hold on her ass cheeks, I
took her by the shoulders and together we worked up an rhythm that send his
wife almost at once into an continuous orgasm.  The combined stimulation of
nipples, cunt and ass was too much for her and muscle spasms shot through
her body as we both kept on fucking her.  We could feel each others cock
through the thin membrane that separated her cunt from her intestines.  As
finally her movements began to subside and as she was about to loose
consciousness, the merchant grunted as few times and I felt his cock erupt
and as load after load of his sperm was delivered deep inside her womb, my
own orgasm was triggered as well.  Her somewhat relaxed rectum took my
second load of that day without any problems.  After that we all three fell
asleep pretty soon.

   The second night was different.  Having accepted the mandatory
hospitality of the chief merchant, I was now relatively free to select any
of the other women for my entertainment.  Relatively, because any recently
wed women were supposed to be only available to their new husbands.  And,
of course, any of the real young girls were suppose to be left alone.  This
time I did just that.  All day a tall, slender young woman not older than
18 years had already been observing me and trying to get my attention.  Her
long blond hairs were tied in a pigtail that fell down on her back halfway
to her well formed ass.

   When we stopped to eat some food in the middle of the day, we started
talking and I learned that she had lost both parents in a raid on the
caravan a few months ago.  Not having any direct relatives left to take
care of her and no children yet to prove her fertility (and therefore
usefulness as a wive) the eligible merchant men had shied away from her. 
The usual way a girl got married, in this kind of business, was to get
pregnant (while still living with her parents), give birth, and only when
the child was born healthy the (alleged) father would claim it as his (and
then accept the mother as his wife).  With her parents not there anymore to
take care of her, her chances of getting pregnant for the first time by one
of the merchants were seriously reduced.  No merchant was taking the risk
of knocking her up without the option of leaving her with her parents if
the resulting infant had defects.  In fact her best way on getting out of
this situation was to get a child from an officer of a Roman legion.  If
she carried his child, and the officer would (or could) not marry her, it
would be, upon her desire, taken into one of the gladiator schools or
temple complexes at the age of 6.  For her spending the night with me was a
chance to proof that she was fertile after all and able to produce healthy
offspring.  The only thing she needed from me, besides the obvious actual
attempt later to impregnate her, was my signature on the document
indicating that any offspring 8 to 10 moons after today was recognized by
me.

   I had our official scribe, Hestius, prepare the document and I signed
it. Even if she did not her result this night with me, she might during one
of the following nights.  I would make sure that the other Cobras knew of
her situation and I knew they would not mind pumping some of their 'venom'
inside her as well...

   So, that evening, she was positioning herself for me in the traditional
submission pose.  Laying on her back, she drew her knees up to her tits,
folded her legs, grasped her shins and pulled her legs as wide open as she
could.  This presented her moist and pink pussy to me.  For the occasion
she had removed the hairs from the lips of her cunt and applied ample grape
seed oil.  Earlier that day she already told me that she was no virgin,
having lost that to one of the boys several years ago.  But I wonder if I
would have cared about it with her being available and on display like
this. With her back somewhat curved, she showed the beginning of her firm
boyish ass.  The tits pressed firmly against her body and bulged away
underneath her folded legs.  Removing my leather armour and tunic I knelt
down between her legs and licked her slit a few times over its full length.
Yes...  the oil, her own juice and my saliva would provide smooth access to
her womanhood.  I place my arms next to her torso, so her legs stayed where
they were.  Lowering my own chest on her tibia, her thighs were pressed
firmer onto her tits and she her breathing became shallow.  She still
managed a gasp as my cock penetrated her in one firm stroke as I totally
lowered myself on her folded up body.  Blocked by my arms and pinned by my
phallus, she could not do anything except to take the thrusts I was
delivering to her.  If she had expected this to be soft and tender, she had
been mistaken.  We had a job to do here and as experience shows that women
conceive easier when being forced one way or another (just look at all the
pregnant women of of newly conquered lands after 8 or 9 moons), I was going
to make certain that she was forced.  Pounding into her again and again, I
felt her breaths coming faster and shallower all the time as she slowly
started to panic.  How long would this take?  Was the contract she made me
sign worth all of this?  What if she would not survive?  But, yet, somehow,
it did excite her as well.  With each stroke I felt her cunt contract
firmly around my cock, urging it do deliver its load deep inside her
waiting womb.  And after a while she got what she wanted.  As I felt my
balls contract they pumped the sperm all the way into her, I bucked my hips
forward for the last time deep inside her slick and grasping cunt and
knocked the air completely out of her.  Fear now really set in and she
gasped for air like a fish on land, while I bore down on her with my full
weight to keep her in place and let my seed reach its destination.  Just as
her eyes turned away and as she was about the pass out, I felt the last
spurt leave my cock.  I retracted from her still spasming pussy and as the
young woman was able to breath in air, she was also able to complete her
own orgasm.  But maybe my hand taking the place of my cock in her pussy and
my thumb stimulating her clitoris also had something to do with that.  As
she caught her breath again and gulped in the air she was able to stretch
herself again.  For the rest of the night we only slept, because this
intense coupling had taken quite some energy from the both of us.  In the
morning she rode my morning erection until I shot my seed again deep inside
her womb.  With her back turned to me, I only had to direct her somewhat by
cupping her shapely ass and guide her tight and slippery cunt over my cock.
As she massaged my hairy sack it did not take long before she received my
second load within a day.

   The following nights I decided to sleep alone.  I never found out if the
woman actually conceived.  I did learn that during the remaining days of
our combined travelling, she eventually bedded about half of the Cobras
during the remainder of the trip.

   Finally we reached Bonna and after introducing ourselves to the
commander of the fortress, Maxius Freccus, we were shown our barracks. 
During our first talk as we dined with Maxius, I discussed with him my
brief meeting with Titus a month ago, right before we set off on this
commission.  Titus told me that this mess needed to get sorted out, because
other information suggested that those hills to the north contained iron
ore and even the coal used to melt the iron from the ore.  Both the ore and
the coal would be welcome supplies to the Empire.  Maxius understood the
severity of the situation and promised to help wherever and whenever
possible, but with the repairs after floods from last spring still tying up
most of his legionnaires, his expeditions into the northern forests had
suffered in frequency and density.  And he continued to describe how even a
month ago, one small patrol had been ambushed.  Half of the fifty men had
been killed instantly by bowmen and the others had fought until the
remaining dozen had been captured.  The barbarians had killed all of them
except for the youngest one, just over seventeen he was and he had joined
the legion three months ago.  He witnessed the torture of his comrades, but
only by sounds, because they had stuck out his eyes before they started to
work on the others.  The larger patrol, set out the investigate the
disappearance of the first patrol, found him eventually and he managed to
lead them to the site where his patrol had originally been ambushed.  It
had been a massacre.  Three men were strung between trees and their bodies
(or what was left of them after a week of decay and forest animals) still
showed the viciousness of their torture.  All their asses had been ruptured
and their intestines dangled outside.  None of them had his cock left, and
two had their nipples cut off as well.  From the looks of it they had been
raped by thick wooden branches, still scattered around the place.  The same
fate also had befallen the other men that had been tied spread-eagle to the
ground or to a tree.  One had been positioned face down with his crotch in
the middle on a anthill.  From the sign of struggle it must have taken him
more then a day to die while the ants crawled over and inside his body and
ate him alive.  Between his ass cheeks a grotesque makeshift standard rose.
Making sure his cock stayed buried deep in the anthill and obviously as a
mockery to the the standards used in our Legions.  When Maxius told this
all of us realized that failure would mean the same sort of fate for us. 
After this we talked more about how to handle this.  Since full patrols
(small or large) did not seem to achieve any results, we decided to go out
in groups of two to four Cobras each.

   Finally, after over two weeks of patrolling, we had some success.  Late
one evening, most of Bastius' patrol returned in great haste.  Initially I
assumed it was because they had been away a few days more than planned and
did not want to miss the regular orgy that Maxius organized about every
twenty-five days.  Of course, even their sudden return did not influence
that event.  The men (that is, the officers of the fortress and the Cobras)
would be displeased if it got cancelled.  Both Maxius and I understood that
very well.  Besides, the slaves had already been picked and prepared.  So,
after the first short revelations about his discovery, Bastius and his crew
went to clean up and refresh themselves to return for the orgy.

   When they returned, the activities just started.  Food and wine was
served by a number of slaves, both male and female.  Dressed in loose
hanging clothes (which would be removed later during the evening anyway)
the youths, most of them around the ages of 14-15 with a few exceptions in
both directions, handed out pickled olives, slices of various meats, bread,
grapes and some local vegetables.  Of course, every now and then a hand
from one of the men missed the platter and slipped inside a gown.  That
usually resulted in a squeal or moan, depending on the intensity and place
of the squeeze being made.  All of the slaves had been instructed well and
all of them kept on serving despite some vigorous attention to other things
than the plates they carried.  When Maxius took his time to select some
meat, I cupped the ass of the youngest boy (later I learned he just turned
12 and was the son of Maxius' favorite slave).  He pushed his ass backwards
to keep his balance and even spread his legs a bit to provide me with
better access.  Soon my hand was rubbing the oiled crevice between his
buttocks and touching his small hairless scrotum.  As Maxius finally made
his selection, I squeezed his ass for the last time (well, for that moment
at least...  I had every intention of seeing that boy again later that
night) and he made his way to the other guests, now sporting a gorgeous
straight hairless hard cock, that stuck out from his loincloth.  This
continues for some time until the men stilled their first appetites. 
Maxius now clapped his hands and at the side of the room a small stage was
revealed as some curtains were drawn back.  On the stage two young women
appeared, each dressed in a loose fitting loincloth and and even looser
fitted oversized tunica.  The loincloths were pulled back between their
legs to make some sort of parody of the subligaria that gladiators wore. 
The clothes did not do much to hide the beauty of the women though.  Both
had supple and strong bodies from their daily tasks.  One had long blond
hair, brown eyes, wide hips and tits the size of big apples.  The other had
black hair, black eyes, much slimmer hips, but her tits were twice as big
as the the ones from the blond woman.  The commander of the fortress
explained that the women would fight each other until one of them
surrendered or lost due to being hit unconscious.  The loser would be
spending the rest of the night in the barracks of the common legionnaires,
while the winner would stay here with the officers.  From the shocked looks
on their faces, this was the first that the women heard about this part of
the festivities.  But only moments later, they truly realized their faith
if they lost and determination set in to win this fight.  Even if it meant
to condemn her fellow slave to a night in which she would be fucked by
countless horny men.  Both women now got to choose their weapon.  The
weapons were all made of wood and even smaller then their real life
counterparts.  So, while it was (except for an unfortunate strike to the
head) rather impossible to kill with them, the weapons still could hurt or
knock out someone.  The blonde with the big tits selected the classical
thraex outfit.  A small wooden shield and a gladius.  And with this being a
mock match with wooden weapons, the helmet and other protective gear were
obviously not present.  The black haired girl doubted between the thraex
and the secutor outfit.  She sensed that if she choose the same outfit, her
heavier opponent would have the advantage from the beginning.  So she opted
for the secutor outfit with the larger shield and large wooden dagger. 
This gave her more protection, at the expense of less reach.  It would be
interesting to see how this played out.  Once the women had prepared
themselves, each now adorned with the weapon and shield of their choice,
they faced each other on the stage.  The men slowly began slowly beating
with the wine cups on the tables to indicate that the fight could begin. 
The Blonde and Black now started circling around each other, looking at
their opponent, trying to find an opening to land a stab or blow.  Black
made the first move.  She stepped in with her right leg, crossing in front
of the blonde's shield and swung her right arm outward as she stepped back.
If successful her backstroke would have hit the side and stomach of Blonde.
However Blonde saw through her manoeuvre and avoided getting hit.  Now
Blonde pressed on as Black retreated and lost her balance as she stepped
back.  The bigger shield did not help her as she let it sag to the ground
to try and keep her balance.  Blonde swung her gladius with full force and
struck home with a audible 'thud' just above the lowered shield on the
upper arm of Black.  Had this been a real fight with real weapons, Black
would have lost her arm for sure.  Now she only screamed in pain and shock.
Luckily for her Blonde did not press on with her assault, so Black got the
time to recover and reposition herself.  This continued for some time as
both women attacked, counter-attacked and defended themselves.  Sometimes a
stab or hit landed on an arms or leg, but mostly it was funny to see how
they lost their balance after a failed attempt and how their sweaty bodies
got more and more exposed as their movements loosened their garments even
further.  Blonde was the first one to have her loincloth removed by an
upward stroke from Black that just missed her cunt.  The dagger got caught
in the cloth and with a firm pull Black freed her dagger from it and thus
freed Blonde's crotch from the cloth.  A roar went up among the men as they
saw the exposed cunt of the blond woman.  Despite a thick mat of hair, her
arousal from all of this showed as the lips of her cunt displayed their
rosy puffy flesh from excitement.  Black tossed away the loincloth between
the spectators and a roar of laughter went up as Glancus caught it by
accident.  Glancus, the well known boylover of our team, who had not
touched a woman after he stopped nursing from his mothers tits.  But the
fight continued.  Both women were now breathing heavily and their tits rose
and fell underneath their sweat soaked tunics.  Black again feigned an
attack, but it was easily deflected by Blonde.  And she stepped in as Black
could not bring around her larger shield around quick enough to defend
herself.  The gladius struck Black's ribcage just under the left tit and
Blonde jerked her sword firmly upwards to scrape along the sensitive skin
of the tit before it hit the left armpit of Black.  With a howl of pain
Black dropped her shield and as Blonde stepped back, her gladius got
tangled in the shirt from Black.  Black saw her chance, aimed for the right
wrist, but only managed to land a hit on the right underarm of Blonde as
she finally managed to pull back her gladius, taking about half of the torn
shirt from Black with it.  Now it was Blonde's turn to scream in pain.  But
that scream was drowned in the roar from us when we saw the tits of Black
coming into view.  White, and topped with cherry coloured nipples that
stood out as big as thumb.  This woman was obviously excited...  Maybe that
was what made her make her next, last and fatal move...  Thinking that
Blonde's guard was down as she suffered from the pain in her arm, Black now
lunged forward, stabbing her dagger with full force at the big tits of her
opponent.  However, Blonde did pay attention and the wild attack was
counter by a horizontal swing of her shield that landed straight on the
temple of Black's head.  The impact sent her sprawling on the floor.  She
tried to stand up again and groggily shook her head, only in time to see
the sword of Blonde come down flat on her head in a full overhead stroke.
That knocked her out for good and as her knees buckled Black fell down
stretched out to the ground.  The blonde woman now looked around dazed by
the fight and the continuing roar of the men.  Finally something of a smile
appeared on her face as she realizes that it would not be her but her
unlucky fellow slave girl who, once recovered from her unconsciousness,
would serve the rest of the evening in the barracks of the common
legionnaires.  Both women were now removed from the stage.  Blonde, the
winner, to have her wounds tended and prepared otherwise for the rest of
the evening.  Black, the loser, to be revived and transported to the
waiting legionnaires.  Their place on the stage was now taken by two very
oiled up and very naked male slaves.  Again a local with blond hair and a
Gaul with brown hair.  Both had muscular builds and their cock and balls
matched this physique.  Just as the women, their pubic hair was also
present and enhanced their virile looks.  Maxius had made a good selection
from his stock.  With their left underarms hands and lower part of their
right legs tied together, the object was to wrestle with each other and use
all available means to make the other guy squirt his juices.  The trick
here is to get your opponent under your control, but not to hurt him. 
Receiving pain has this nasty habit of being generally libido reducing...

   Again, the loser of this fight would be send to the barracks and
entertain the common troops.  The winner would have to fuck the blond woman
from the previous match.  And that would be the beginning of the orgy then,
with the servants not serving just food and wine, but also themselves.  As
Maxius gave the signal, the officers started encouraging the bound men. 
The Germanian took the offensive and pulled the Gaul towards him and
gripped his ass.  The Gaul managed to slip his free hand between their
bodies and got hold of the slippery cock of his opponent.  Much pushing and
groping back and forth caused both men to sink to the floor and the
wrestling continued.  Soon enough both cocks stood proud and erect.  The
Germanian had moved his attentions from the ass to the chest of the Gaul.
The Gaul grunted and moaned and was forced to let go of the thick Germanian
cock to protect his sensitive nipples.  Now the Germanian took his chance
of rubbing the hard erect phallus of the Gaul, but he realized soon that
due to their closeness, he also stimulated his own genitals as well.  In
his effort to reduce the stimulation of his own cock, he pushed the Gaul
away.  This was the opening that the Gaul had waited for.  With one swift
movement (the bindings of their arms and legs just gave him enough freedom
for this) he circled the Germanian and ended up behind him.  The Germanians
left arm was pulled tight across his own chest and blocking his right arm
as well.  Also his right leg was kept in place by the Gaul.  The only thing
he could move was his left leg and his hard cock that stood straight up
from his muscular body.  As the Gaul pressed his own cock in the asscrack
of the Germanian, his free right hand now found the stiff oiled shaft of
his opponent.  On the rhythm of the shouts from the spectators, he started
to pull back and forth the thick foreskin.  As the Germanian tried to pull
back from the grip he was pushed forward again by the hips and cock of the
Gaul.  His only chance was to make the Gaul cum before him.  But moving his
ass only meant that he increased his own pleasure as well as the Gaul kept
on tugging his foreskin.  And in the end it was indeed the Germanian who
lost and who, with a deep groan of defeat, sprayed jet after jet of thick
white semen between the fingers of his Gaul opponent.

   Exhausted as they were, both men were cut loose and the Germanian was
transported to the barracks as the winner was cleaned up and provided with
wine and food.

   Now the servants made their last round and afterwards they placed
themselves close the the officers.  Only one event to go and then their
other duties would be needed!

   A small bench was placed of the stage and again the blond woman
appeared. Her clothes had been removed completely and she had been massaged
with olive oil.  As she was placed backwards on the bench, her skin shone
seductive in the light of the lamps.  Her arms were stretched beyond her
head and bound to the legs of the bench.  This way her big tits were pulled
upwards and stood like big firm apples on her chest.  The same binding was
done with her ankles Her legs were spread open and we could see the thick
hairy lips of her oiled cunt quite clear.  Looking quizzically at Maxius he
explained that she had been drugged somewhat.  Just enough to prevent
resistance, but not enough to inhibit her reactions.  As he finished, the
Gaul entered the stage again.  Still hard as a gladius his long erect cock
stood out straight from his curly brown pubic hair.  He also had been oiled
again and as he paraded his muscular torso on the stage even my cock jerked
involuntary underneath my tunic.

   Maybe it were the drugs, maybe it was her natural craving, now surfacing
due to the lack of inhibitions, for cock, but as she saw the Gaul parade
alongside her, she saw the cock bouncing up and down and eyed it with great
need.  After all, this was what she fought and defeated the other slave
for! As she dry humped her wide open pussy in air for him like a vulgar
prostitute from the streets of Rome, she cheered on the Gaul with rude
remarks.  "Get that shaft of yours in my hot cunt!" "We both fought well
and now we need release, come here and fuck me!" After parading one more
lap around his bound and presented price, the Gaul just did that.  He
positioned him self between her legs, pushed down his dick until it was
aligned with her open gash.  With one quick thrust rammed he his cock all
the way inside her.  Her shout of pain from that sudden and total invasion
of her womanhood even rose above the roars and laughter of the men!  The
Gaul was not impressed by her scream and started with a steady pace of well
aimed and deep penetrating thrusts.  As the blond woman began to adjust
herself to the heavy pounding of the tender flesh between her legs, her
tits wobbled back and forth in the rhythm dictated by the man fucking her.
Soon the Gaul was sweating from his hard, but obvious pleasurable, work and
the drops of sweat ran down his back, over and between his flexing ass and
finally fell on the floor or mingled with the juices in and around the cunt
of the woman.  As the woman neared her first orgasm, she again started to
buck her pelvis to meet the thrusts from the Gaul.  Too busy keeping up his
relentless pounding, the Gaul did not notice this and was quite surprised
when suddenly the woman let out a high pitched shriek as she clamped down
her cunt hard around his cock.  Maybe he was not used to such reactions
among his own women, because he looked puzzled and almost scared as he
watched how the woman trembled and shook beneath him while she went through
the stages of her orgasm.  As the woman relaxed and also released her grip
on his slick cock, the Gaul now continued his fucking.  It was easy to see
that her juices and her relaxed cunt made it much easier for him to
penetrate her to the fullest.  Each thrust inward was now finished with an
additional push.  This pressed his pubic bone against her and stimulated
her thumbsized clitoris that emerged itself from her labia after her first
orgasm.  For the moment she contended herself with opening up herself as
much as possible, so that the long shaft of the Gaul could get as deep
inside as possible.  Every time he bottomed out, her eyes fluttered a bit.
Maybe because of his stimulation of her clit, maybe because he actually hit
the entrance of her womb at that point.  Whatever it was, a little while
later, she again started to counteract his penetration.  As their bodies
slammed together, his grunts and her moans created that age old song that
had its arousing effect on all of us...

   I pulled one of the servant girls close and told her to suck me.  With
well practised movements she placed herself between my legs and found my
cock beneath my tunic.  Moments later her warm mouth engulfed the head and
her tongue started to works its magic.

   The Gaul and the woman he was fucking now both were close to cumming. 
His large sac had already tightened as his balls were drawn almost inside
his body and were preparing to release their flood of sperm.  He wanted to
have the woman cum as well and increased his effort of humping her clit. 
That worked, because after a few more thrusts, again her moans increased
and her whole body shook violently as she came again.  For the Gaul that
was the sign he had been waiting for.  Pushing his cock all the way inside
the blonde slave, we could actually see his balls contract half a dozen
times as he flooded her womb with his juice.  Every spurt was accompanied
by a groan and spasms of his ass.  As a male slave he did not have many
options of producing offspring, so he took every chance he had in making
this as successful as possible and kept himself locked in her for quite
some time.

   When he finally retracted, the rest of the men were already engaged in a
full scale orgy with the other slaves and with each other.  The slave girl
between my legs had already received the results of my first orgasm and she
was now being fucked by Maxius.  Her place between my legs had been taken
by one of the older boys.  Somewhere between the boy he once had been and
the man he was soon going to become, he was gorgeous as he looked up with
his deep brown eyes.  Of course, the fact that my limp cock was between his
lips also made him look attractive to me...  What he lacked in experience,
he definitely made up in enthusiasm and I could even forgive him the few
times his teeth touched the sensitive head of my cock.  Soon I was as hard
as before.  Indicating the boy to position himself on hands and knees, I
took a bottle olive oil and poured some between his asscrack.  With first
one and, as he got used to that and relaxed, later two fingers, I prepared
his rectum for my cock.  He particularly liked the few times I reached in
deep enough to massage his prostrate for a moment.  His own cock, leaking
already precum while still soft (when he had been sucking me), became
instant erect as I touched that pleasurable place inside him.  As I removed
my fingers, he stayed in place, well trained and eager to please whoever
was commanding him.  His sphincter provided little resistance as I entered
him.  Maxius had broken him in good, the boy only started to respond once
the base of my cock pressed against his ass and when he felt my scrotum
swing against his own balls.  Whenever I pulled out, he clenched his ass
muscle to keep me inside and he released as I pushed in again, his warm hot
intestines wrapping my hard meat as a supple leather glove.  Steadying
myself on his hips I looked through the room.  Maxius had finished with the
girl and he was on his back as Glancus sucked his balls.  Bastius was now
fucking the blond slave who was still bound to the couch.  From the amount
of fluid running from her cunt, he was for sure not the first one, after
the Gaul, who used her.  The Gaul himself had found one of the female
house-slaves and one of Maxius's officers who where taking turns in licking
his still (or again...) erect big hard phallus.  In the meanwhile the
officer himself was fucking the house-slave like there was not tomorrow.  I
tried to match his strokes in the sweet ass from the boy still wrapped
around me, but as his moans of pleasure started to turn into those of pain,
I slowed down again and comforted him by stroking his thin boy-cock.  Only
a few strokes were needed and I felt his small load of cum drip into my
fingers.  Rubbing his own semen all across his still hard shaft, I came as
well.  I kept him close to me, and felt his slender body respond to my
rubbing and squeezing, but despite his continued squeezing of my cock, I
got soft eventually and pulled out of him.  After a long deep kiss, I send
him away.

   While taking a rest, I saw Maxius pump his load high in the air as
Glancus kept on sucking his balls.  That guy had some serious talent!  Just
when I was thinking of taking Glancus up the ass, I saw the little boy from
earlier that evening again.  He was walking through the central room, with
his legs a little bit more apart then earlier that evening.  As I called
him to me and inspected his small butt, I noticed his sweet little asshole
was nice loosened now.  No idea who buggered him, but I saved me the effort
of making his sphincter relaxed enough accept my cock.  As it was now, I
only had to place him on his knees in front of me and when I spread his
cheeks, he looked back over his shoulders with an anxiety that showed both
reluctance and acceptance.  But like any good slave, he gave no sound as I
pushed my cock in his rectum.  He was still quite slippery from the load
(or loads?) that had been shot up his young ass earlier that night.  And I
slid easily in and out as I caressed his slim frame.  Lowering myself, I
kissed his neck and nibbled on his cute earlobe.  He was so cute... 
straightening myself I picked up speed and slammed my cock thrust after
thrust in this little boy.  Now he started to respond and as his moans
increased so did my pleasure.  As I felt the burning sensation in my balls
I gripped his hips and pulled his ass close to me.  Without moving any
further I felt wave after wave of my seed leave my cock into his bowels,
where it mixed with the already present fluids.  Exhausted I sank down and
the boy removed himself from my cock and silently left the room.  This
times he walked even more bow legged.  Totally satisfied I left and went
back to my quarters.  Maxius could be proud about this orgy!

   The next morning I got the complete story about Bastius' reconnaissance
patrol and why they had left two men behind.  Several days after they left
the fortress and roaming the forest in the grid like pattern we agreed
upon, they had found a small hunting camp from three barbarians one
morning. In fact it was more of lair, without a tent, just some bushes
grouped to provide cover and protection.  Once they set their stake out,
they noticed that two of the barbarians were adults and the other a boy. 
Next to the lair, some deer and other forest animals had been piled up.  It
seemed the three were ready to go home after successful hunting and, as
turned out later, decided to stay a few additional days away from the
village.  During these days, every day started with the boy restarting the
fire.  After that, the boy greased his ass with some fat from one of the
butchered deer and crouched on all fours with his ass spread.  By then
usually the first adult barbarian had woken up and after pissing through
his morning wood, he would fuck the boy until he shot his load with a
muffled groan up the boys ass.  Once he retracted, the other barbarian
would take his place and also bugger the boy.  The ease with which he took
their cocks, learned the patrol that this must have been going on for some
time already.  No boy from twelve or thirteen years takes a big adult
barbarian phallus up his rectum that easy without practice.  And he even
got an erect one himself while getting fucked.  Bastius commented that a
lot of bad things can be said about these northern barbarians, but
invariable they are equipped with magnificent pieces of manhood.  After
this the adults went to hunt and the boy stayed at the lair.  Once the
adult barbarians had left the lair, the boy usually masturbated two or
three times during the day.  One time he took one of the freshly killed
female deer and fucked it for some time before moaning and pumping his
sperm inside it.  When the two adults came back from hunting, a meal was
prepared and the boy spend the rest of the evening sucking both adults
cocks.  Even as his own dick got hard as well, it was never touched by the
men.  All in all it was probably some wilderness rite of this particular
tribe of barbarians.

   After a few days in this rhythm, the barbarians brake up camp and moved
up further north.  Carefully and deftly followed by Bastius' patrol.  After
another two days they reach they main summer camp.  Bastius decides to
leave Hestius and Lucius behind (just in case the barbarians decide to
leave) and the rest of the patrol returned to the fortress to send in
enough regular troops of the Minerva legion to conquer the camp.

   Maxius and I start planning the destruction of the barbarian summer camp
and capturing of its inhabitants and we decide that the Cobras will be the
advanced party, and rejoin Hestius and Lucius, in case the barbarians
suddenly decide to relocate.  Maxius will follow with six cohorts. 
According the report from Bastius that would give us a numeric advantage of
about ten to one and still leave the fortress protected enough for any
emergencies.

   Once decided upon the plan of action, the Cobras left after a few hours,
while the regular legionnaires need more time, so they would leave the
following day at the crack of dawn.  Three days of fast and long travelling
enabled us to reach the valley and rejoin Hestius and Lucius.  Together we
observed the summer camp while waiting for the regular troops to arrive. 
The two informed us that the last days preparations for some sort of
festivity had been take place.  Due to this the barbarians had stayed close
to the village and only used the other parts of the valley to gather roots,
berries etc.  No hunting by the men had been done.  They were all involved
in preparing whatever was going to take place and, as we saw from our
vantage point, by fucking the two or three female slaves they kept in the
camp.  Only once a couple came out the village towards our hideout.  It was
very early in the morning, almost still night.  It appeared they came out
here for a quick fuck.  And we heard them talk about their infidelity to
their respective spouses.  The woman then opened his breaches and swallows
him until he came, while he fucked her face with powerful thrusts.  When he
pulled out and got limp, she took the wet soft slab of meat and started to
jerk on it until she got it hard again.  The man placed her on all fours,
lifts up her skirt and fucked her from behind.  Just before he came for the
second time, the woman came as well and bites her fist in an attempt not to
moan to loud.  When they returned to the village, several Cobras bugger
each other.  Nothing like a good example to follow!  As I get slowly pumped
and jacked by Bastius, I lean backwards and see Julius fucks the newest
addition to the team, Lantiones, just 15 and without any problems enlisted
(especially after we paid his father some good money, but that is another
story) after our previous assignment in Gaulle.  Fearing he might scream or
grunt to loud as he gets buggered, Julius blocked his mouth (and nose) to
muffle the sounds.  But he also blocked the airflow and Lantiones started
to choke and shake strongly as he tried to get some air.  Just before he
lost consciousness Julius released his mouth and nose as he came in
Lantiones' ass.  Breathing heavily the boy came back to life and from
relief he spontaneously squirted his own load on the forest ground.  I felt
Bastius grown thicker and harder inside me as he watched the other couple.
As Lantiones sprayed his his load on the ground, I came as well, aided by
the helping hand of Bastius.  And after a few more pushes in and squeezes
of my ass, Bastius emptied his balls inside me.  With the sexual tension
now gone, we continued observing the camp below us.

   The men of the village were building two strange bulky contraptions and
later that afternoon the festivities started.  We observed eating,
drinking, music, dancing...  the usual stuff.  In the evening (and after
enough alcoholic drinks) the dances got more provocative...  first there
was an all male dance with them (young and old) dressed in only small skins
around the waist.  Close together in a circle, they moved and thrust with
their spears (initially) and spear and groins (later on).  Gradually the
skins loosened and fell to the ground to reveal all their erect cocks.  The
shaman of the barbarians, the only adult not dancing along, collects the
fallen skins.  Next, an all female dance, with females dressed in even
smaller skins just around their hips.  All tits, small, big, young and old
are already exposed.  For the rest it was the same concept, only the music
differed a bit, and the women and girls danced in a sideways movement that
again gradually loosened their skins and all women were naked, each of them
proudly displayed their hairy (older) or hairless (younger) pussies. 
Again, the shaman collected the fallen skins.  More eating and drinking
took place, while all of the barbarians stayed nude.  Some light fondling
of cunt, cock, tits and balls, happened.  But no fucking, sucking or
wanking.  It looked as if they are waiting for something.  The eating and,
mostly, drinking continued until they were pretty drunk.  Then the shaman
now took the centre stage.  He had put all the skins in a big bag and now
pulled out (with much ado) two of them.  Their owners were brought forward
to him and it appeared the skins belonged to one young man, about 17 or 18
years and one older, adult woman, who looked well over 30.  They both got
some special drink (probably spiked), because within a short time they
looked drowsy and next they were strapped on their backs to the two
contraptions build earlier that day.  Now the shaman started to chant some
song: "In celebration of the summer, to please the gods" and this continued
for some time.  During his chanting the following ritual took place.
A young bull and male donkey were brought into the centre of the camp

and were subsequently fixed to the contraptions.  The bull was positioned
above the young man, the donkey above the woman.  Next the animals were
aroused by some smell (because the shaman let them breathe some herbs) and
their cocks swelled quickly to their fullest extend.  The contraptions were
now reconfigured so that the bull would be able to penetrate the lubed up
ass of the boy (the shaman slapped a few gobs of fat on his scrotum and
ass) and that the donkey could fuck the already wet woman.  Both animals
were so restricted that they could only move about a hands length back and
forth once properly positioned.  The bull did his work quickly, aided by
the tightness of the rectum from the man (although it would not be tight
for the near future...).  With each thrust the man shook and his large
thick cock lunged upwards as well.  As the bull bellowed and overflowed his
ass with sperm, the man screams as the fat bullcock obviously ruptures his
sphincter and some arteries.  In a futile attempt to save somehow something
of his fleeting away life, the man cums a final time and as his blood
gushes out downwards, his last strays of cum leave his even now still hard
cock.  Now the shaman cuts throat of bull as the beast finishes flooding
the man destroyed ass.  Covered in the bulls blood and his own sperm on the
outside and filled with the bulls sperm and his own blood on the inside,
the man's screams grew softer and softer as he bled empty.  The dead bull
and the maimed man were removed and dragged away by the men.

   Meanwhile, the donkey was still pumping his long cock again and again
into the woman.  She had already climaxed several times as the thick
bulbous donkey cock plunged in and out her cunt.  Her big full tits moved
back and forth because of the power packed in each powerful thrust and her
ragged moans as she tried to keep up with the beast were clearly to be
heard by us.  Finally the shaman stimulated the donkey to climax by
fondling his balls.  The aroused animal started to bray and came deep into
the womb of the woman.  Now the donkey got removed by the shaman, but is
not killed.  All the men and women who participated in the dances, are now
lined up on the remaining woman.  Alternating, a man fucked the woman for
about 20-30 thrusts and uses both hands to massage the thick engorged
cuntlips as well.  If he managed to cum within those strokes, he moved out
of the line, if he did not, he moved to the back of the line.  The lined up
women licked one by one the wide open cunt of the bound woman for 20-30
licks to suck the donkey and male sperm and also (try to) make the bound
woman cum.  If the bound woman came, the woman or girl that caused it did
not return to the back to the line, but paired up with first available man
who had came inside the bound woman.  Of course, in the end the bound woman
was constantly cumming by the seemingly endless supply of cocks and tongues
that kept on stimulating her now overly sensitive pussy.  So most women
quickly left the line up.  And in a cunt full of donkey and male semen, a
fake orgasm from a man was easily made as well.  The thus formed couples
then found a place around the centre stage and started fucking by
themselves.  The women were of course rather eager (since they had no
orgasm yet for sure) so they stimulated the men in all kinds of ways.

   Finally every one was paired up and the shaman cut loose the woman and
took her back to his shelter.  Probably for medication and most likely for
some fun for himself as well.  The orgy lasted all night and well into the
following morning.  Couples broke up and new ones were formed.  Around
midday the shaman returned and broke things up.  With a hangover and
totally fucked out the barbarians tried to pick up their normal activities.

   After another two days of waiting and observing the village, a messenger
arrived and informed us of the impending arrival of the regular troops.

   Once they arrived we bring him up to date of the situation and propose a
battle plan: 1/3 of the troops at our end (up hill) of the valley and the
other 2/3 marched around the hills that surround the valley and would
attack from there, chasing anyone who would try to run away into our hands.
And so it was done.  The next morning all troops were in place and the
attack commences.  As the lower part of the regular troops enter the
village, the massacre began.  Legionnaires entered the shelters and killed
any grown up on sight.  A few men manage to grab some weapons and tried to
fight back, but they are no match for the revengeful soldiers.  From our
high vantage point we saw them cut down and disembowelled, while the
remaining villagers fled in our direction.  Once they saw the legionnaires
most of them surrender.  Some males still choose to fight (and died).  Once
the remainder barbarians were caught and secured, a quick inventory was
made.  Fifteen young and adult males, twenty boys, forty and three young
and adult females and seventeen girls were captured.  The males were
stripped naked and then crucified on fifteen makeshift crosses, as
punishment for their resistance and left in place as a warning for the
other tribes.  As usual, all crucified men were emasculated, so even if
they were rescued before they bled to death by some strange stroke of luck,
they would not be producing any barbarian offspring any more!  The village
itself was unceremoniously burned.  And the women, boys and girls were
shipped away to the slave markets in Rome.  Although I expect a few of the
prettier women would find employ at Maxius' estate.

   All in all another job well done.  The Empire could expand again.  After
the Cobras raced back to the fortress, we had two days of debauchery with
Vlaska, Maxius' wife.  After all, since Maxius had to take a much longer
time, with the regular troops and with his captives, it was only a matter
of our courtesy to compensate for the prolonged absence of her husband...
During the first orgy we had not seen Vlaska because she had her mensus,
but now she proved a very hospitable hostess who, together with a few other
officers wives, welcomed us with open arms, mouths and legs...  But more
about that maybe another time.

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