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Date: Fourth year of the rule by Emperor Titus Flavius Domitianus (85 AD)


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 robbers at bay.
And we were happy to relief them of some of their wine...
And, 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 humor the leader of the caravan, I did accept his offer to share his tent, bed and wife 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 and looked with growing excitement as her plumb ass and big tits finally came in view.
When she turned back towards us, 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 love 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 lied down 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 thrusted 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 pussylips 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 asscheeks, 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 main 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 parent 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.
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 armor 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 traveling, 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.
The he 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 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 joined the legion three months ago.
He had 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 asscheeks 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, some 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 twentyfive 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 canceled. 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 cleanup 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 15-16 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 hard cock, that stuck out from his loincloth.
This continues for some time until the men stilled their first appetite.
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, dressed in a loose fitting loincloth and and even looser fitted over sized tunica.
The loincloth was pulled back between their legs to make some sort of parody of the subligaria that gladiators wore.
The clothes did not 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 this being a mock match with wooden weapons, the helmet and other protective gear were 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 maneuver 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, counterattacked 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 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 showed their rosy fleshiness 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 colored 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 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 appears on her face as she realizes that it would not be her but her unlucky co-slave 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. 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 offense 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 cock 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 he 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 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  men, 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 masculin groan, 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 again the loser was transported to the barracks as the winner was cleanup 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 and setup up 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 of the floor or mingled with the juices in and around the fuckslit of by 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 clitoris that emerged itself from her labia after her first orgasm.
For the moment she contended herself with openening 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 practiced 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 had drawn almost inside 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 spams 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 was 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 looked so 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 has 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 assmuscle 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 not the first one after the Gaul who used her.
The Gaul himself had found one of the female houseslaves 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 houseslave 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 boycock. 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 but. 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 bowlegged.
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 as 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 he got 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 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 center 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 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 center 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 mans rectum (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 he finishes flooding the man destroyed ass. Covered is 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 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, 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 oversensitive 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 center stage and started fucking 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 disemboweled, while the remaining villagers fled in our direction. Once they saw the legionnaires most of them surrender. Some males still chose 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 stripped naked were crucified on fifteen makeshift crosses, as punishment for their resistance and 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 anymore!
The village itself was 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 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 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...
 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...
