THE ARENA

Sunburn

 The next five years went quickly. In that time, the Emperor scheduled more than nine events in Flavious’ Arena. Sheeta, Luna, and Valanna were the stars of the show. In his keen senses, Flavious would arrange for the girls to dominate over each other. Sometimes, one would dominate two or two would dominate one. On this particular day, Sheeta and Velanna were Luna’s personal slaves. Luna had them tied together facing each other with their turgid nipples pressing together. Wet, bare sexes pressed close enough to feel the slippery gap of neither lips with swollen clits pursed between them.

Under the lash, the two blonde Amazons would writhe and twist. Braided leather slapping on sweating nudity would coil itself around the two girls like an evil snake. Its tip flicking at an exposed breast or nipple. Causing it to burn and swell to the excitement of the audience.

"Flavious, there is nothing more arousing than a naked slave girl getting a whipping. Unless maybe two naked slave-girls getting whipped..." Marcus lowered his wine cup.

"Ha ha, Marcus, right you are. Luna sure does know how to punish blondes. I am so glad you were able to come back this year. It’s been about three years since we last saw each other..."

"Make it five, my good friend."

"Oh, no... By the gods... You’re right! The triplets are five now!" Flavious shakes his head, "You know, Lydia is such a keen breeder. I put her in the fields the week after you left. What do you know, but she was ready for another one. Swelling and working in the hot Sun. She pumped out three more baby girls since then. Oh, one at a time mind you. Look at her over there with Julia. You’d never know she has given birth to six girls in five years. Triplets and three, one at a time. This brings the total number of girls she has birthed to seventeen. She’s not even forty years old yet. In fact she’s only thirty-two. To look at her, she has only a small scar above her cleft where the surgeon took the triplets out of her. Look at her full breasts standing so high and pouting. She’s full of milk still you know. Looking at her, you might figure her to be about twenty or so. A natural breeder..."

"Flavious. I have some bad news. I lost Jasmine."

"Marcus..."

"It happened at the Forum, in Rome. I sent her to fetch a new bolt of cloth to make a new dress with. A chariot with two horses spooked by a gawky clown. They broke into a runaway gallop. The driver tried his best to stop them. It was too late. She died in my arms... That was a year ago. I’d had her for over eight years."

"I am sorry, dear friend. Jasmine was a special girl."

Marcus looked at his friend and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He closed his eyes and nodded.

"Marcus, there is someone who’d like to see you." Flavious motioned with his hand.

Slowly climbing the steps up to his private box, Gretchen stopped in front of Marcus. On her wrists and ankles were chains made of gold. She put the little finger of her right hand into her mouth. Supple in her youth. Gretchen’s clear blue eyes became almost hypnotic. Her skin had turned a deep golden brown. Gold rings were in her nipples and clitoris.

Marcus stood up and his eyes grew wide and happy.

"Look closer, Marcus there is more..." Gretchen turned around an motioned to the base of the steps. On a run, a small boy, wearing a white toga ran up toward Gretchen. She caught him in her arms. He fiddled with her nipple ring. "He’s yours, Marcus. I took her out of the fields when you left. She was never with anyone else..."

Marcus began to weep slightly. It was good to see some joy return to his heart. "You can keep her, Marcus. Oh, and the boy too. You’ve done a lot for me to win favor with the Emperor. Gretchen, you are to remain the property of Marcus. He will have your ownership papers before he leaves. You will sleep with him and be his companion and fulfill his every wish."

"Yes, dear lord. My son and I will gladly become the property of Master Marcus."

The show Flavious staged for the Emperor was one of such erotic grandeur that it was almost unbelievable. It was a story about a war and the eventual enslavement of a nation of blonde Amazons by a nation of brunette Amazons. The blondes were subjected to torture and hard labor at the hands of their buxom dark hair conquerors. Flavious had managed to set up mock labor camps. He even staged a type of stone quarry. The ultimate destinations of these stones to be used to construct a small pyramid near one side of the arena.

The blondes were forced to labor naked in the Sun. Their backs, breasts, butts, and sex became the exposed targets of their brunette overseers’ whips. Any blonde who resisted or rebelled against her captors, was immediately punished before the rest. This was usually accomplished with a whipping while suspended spread-eagle or crucified. Sometimes a girl was forced to ride a shaft or peg while being whipped; always whatever caprice befell the girl, she suffered it immediately and fully naked before the other slaves and onlookers. As usual with Flavious’ arena spectacles there are storytellers providing descriptions to the paying audience. In the case of the Emperor himself, any ideas or special scenes he’d care to see, would be arranged for him. Flavious was always honored to provide a spectacle for the Emperor that would cater to his every wishes.

One such scene unfolding before the crowd, consisted of a wheel to which was attached a rope that span to the upper level of the rising pyramid. While four nude blondes turned the spokes of the wheel, the rope would convey other blonde slaves to the highest level of the pyramid. Dangling from the rope, the nude girls would glisten with sweat and display their ample charms to the full view of the audience. The crack of the whip against the naked backs of the girls turning the wheel, kept it at a proper speed. On some occasions, a girl would become exhausted dangling from the rope. She’d drop to the arena floor only to be met by a dark hair overseer who’d promptly seize her, and drag the girl to some cruel punishment. For most part, nude blonde females occupied the slave camp, however, a few males were here and there to fuck the girls. These males would bend a blonde over a barrel or stone, fucking her long and hard for

the spectacle of all. This added a completeness to the atmosphere of the labor camp. In keeping with reality, some of the girls laboring both at the quarry, the wheel, and the pyramid were in various stages of pregnancy. If a male got an erection, he usually relieved himself on any slave girl he could find regardless of her condition.

One such scene unfolding before the crowd consisted of the punishment of two girls who had dropped from the rope conveyor. In full exposure to the hot sun, the two girls were bound suspended and straddling a rope that had been stretched taught between two large wooden posts. Their breasts pressed together at their nipples. Smooth bare clefts had been split on the coarse rope. Their ankles had been roped together, spread and drawn downward and were secured to the base of two other posts. Both girl’s wrists were tied together and drawn widespread to the same posts which held their ankles spread.

The emperor decided he wished to see these girls split on the rope, have their breasts whipped. It took only a moment to rearrange the girls back to back. In the heat of the early afternoon. Two sets of bare, sunburned breasts heaved brazenly naked under a cloudless sky. A profile of erect nipples outlined the intended targets exposed for the lash. Two dark hair Amazons, now nude themselves because of

the afternoon heat tested the swing of their whips. They intended to whip these blondes with single braid leather whips. With their polished handles these measured some six or seven feet long. Standing on each side of the girls, the sultry brunette nudes swung their whips. In unison, the whips sliced the air with a whirring sound like a swarm of angry bees. The braided leather slithered across the bare nipples of each girl, leaving a red streak in their path. The two blondes learned quickly not to toss their heads back before letting out with a shriek as it’d caused them to bump heads. Chaffed breasts swayed reddish brown in the glare of the intense Sun as the black leather drew across sun-bronzed skin. Both girls vocalized a guttural howling of pain. Having delivered several strokes to each of the two blondes. The dark hair girls put down the long whips and took up two six-thong floggers.

Sweating and heaving, the blondes’ breasts, with their swollen red nipples, exploded with a new pain. The six thong floggers flicked their sunburned skin with a fiery slap. Unable to vocalized for several strokes of these whips, gave the audience an indication that the girls had lost their breath. When they were able to in a breath, everyone heard the two girls gasp. Their heavy breasts heaved, bouncing red streaked and shuddered visibly in the Sun.

The emperor hearing the slap of leather thongs against glistening bare breasts, swore it sounded like water being struck. While the strands of the floggers seemed to splay casually across the girls’ exposed torsos; the streaks of leather would mold themselves to the contours of each girl’s tender curve. The supple strands of the floggers would chafe their fully erect nipples. Making each blonde moan and beg for the whipping to stop.

Even the dark hair girls found themselves getting as sunburned as their blonde captives. The shoulders and upper slopes of their breasts began to show visible signs of sunburn. Turning a reddish copper, their nipples and breasts gently swayed as the girls’ arms swung the whips over their suffering blonde captives. A closer look along the brown skin of these women’s round asses could be seen faint lines from previous whippings. It was obvious these two were not immune from the lash either.

The events planned tomorrow would have a rebellion of the blonde slaves and the enslavement of the dark hair girls. For now, however, the whips in the hands of these two gloriously nude brunettes would punish these blonde slave girls without mercy under a hot Roman sun.

Lydia was sucking Flavious’ cock. Her erect nipples brushing lightly on his thighs. Julia kissed Flavious while Mona fondled Julia’s bare sex, "Marcus, these two girls on the ropes having their breasts whipped will turn the tables on those two brunettes tomorrow. I’m afraid they’ll be unhappy at the fact that

they will be doing the whipping while they are nude. It’ll hurt more on sunburned skin, being naked in the Sun that is..."

"Um, yes, but the Emperor finds that most erotic. I believe he wants those two blondes tonight in his bed chamber..."

"No problem. I am glad you told me. Not one of his aids has spoken to me since he arrived yesterday." Julia squirmed uneasily at Flavious’ words.

"That’s odd."

"Oh? Why?"

"Well, I distinctly heard him tell Velbus, to give you his special wants and desires list. Yes, in fact, Velbus was to contact you a day early. You say no one has spoken to you?" Marcus seemed disturbed at this.

"No, Marcus. No one has contacted me with any of the Emperor’s special requests. I’d thought he would ask me when he got here..."

"Let’s speak directly to the Emperor about this." Marcus suggested.

Flavious nodded.

A heavy wooden door swung open. Velbus, Marcus and Flavious entered a chamber that was dimly lit with torches leaning away from the walls. They gave off an aroma of burning pitch. Seated astride a wooden device that resembled a kind of sawhorse, was Felina, naked and sweating. Felina’s breasts swayed gently as two shinny and pointed weights dangled from her bent nipples. Her face was screwed up in pain. He motioned for the men who were working on her to continue.

"Why didn’t you follow the orders given to you by aid Velbus, Felina?" Flavious asked.

Felina shook her head and let out a gasp between her teeth. She shuddered slightly. Her bare cleft split over the edge of the cruel plank. Marcus could see her swollen clitoris pressed against the sharp crest of the horse. Mona, nude, stood near holding a six-thong whip, her skin glistening with a fresh coat of oil.

Flavious nodded for Mona to apply the lash to Felina. Velbus looked at Mona. He noticed the ridged outline of her erect right nipple as she brought the whip behind her. Her ebony muscles tapering into firm curves that produced flowing lines leading downward towards her bare sex.

The whip made a whisking sound as Mona brought it around in a side arm stroke. Splaying its six thongs across Felina’s back. The ends seeking to touch rounded side curves of exposed breasts. Felina’s arms were drawn upward and spread above her head to a rope that spanned the torture chamber. Weights were dangling from her ankles. The slap of the lash made Felina whimper. Leaving a series of red streaks across her back and sides. This impact made her twist slightly. That didn’t do her cleft any good.

"AAHH! OH, NO! PLEASE, MASTER!"

"Please what, Felina? Velbus gave you orders that came from the Emperor himself. They were most important for me to know about. You were either forgetful or just plain lazy. Now, tell me. Which is it, forgetful or lazy?"

Flavious fondled Felina’s breasts. He worried them a bit with his fingers. With a firm, yet somewhat gentleness, he bounced her breasts making the weights bobble up and down. Felina winced and swallowed.

"How long has she been on this thing, Flavious?" Velbus asked.

Looking at Mona, Flavious shrugged a bit, "I donno, maybe an hour or so. Why?"

Velbus whispered to him. Flavious looked a bit surprised, "Really? You think she might have had something to do with Felina’s problem?"

Velbus continued his personal conversation with Flavious. Flavious nodded and raised his brows.

His eyes narrowed a bit. He shook his head slightly. Smiling he squinted and looked at Velbus. Velbus smiled back and motioned that he had more. Felina’s breathing was a bit irregular by now. The main reason for this was her nearing orgasm.

A little bit later in another room, Mistress Julia was nearing her orgasm. Both girls rubbed their breasts together. Their erect nipples playing touch and brush as the two girls breathed heavier. A quick slap of the lash, made Julia whimper. The Emperor was fucking Mona in the ass while she whipped Julia over her back. Julia’s cleft was split against the sharp wood of the horse. Felina’s clitoris was by now swollen and nearly raw from her two-hour ordeal earlier on the punishment horse. The two girls were tied ankle to ankle and wrist to wrist. Julia could feel the heat from Felina’s punished cleft. She herself had been on this thing for nearly an hour now. Her own cleft was turning red and sore.

Julia’s forehead crisped up as she looked at Flavious. He was fucking Ebony. Marcus was fucking Gretchen. Velbus was fucking Tina. "Darling, you really must experience more orgasms with Felina. After all, when the Emperor allows you to be removed from this, likely you two will be remounted on the bar in his chambers. I have a feeling that you two will be girling each other for the next six days so you might as well get started. I hope this teaches you both a lesson. I’m displeased that you grabbed Felina and made her do your bidding when she was under the Emperor’s orders. The Emperor blames you both, so you both must be punished. He ordered that you two are to be horsed and girled for the remainder of the time he is here. Oh, yes, and you both will be whipped from time to time..."

The two girls looked forlorn. Julia nodded and closed her eyes. Turning her head toward Felina she opened her mouth and kissed her. Julia shuddered in another orgasm. The horse could drag many orgasms from the two girls.

A very naked Julia now stood with her ankles spread and corded to ringbolts inset in the floor. Her wrists had been tied and drawn to a single ring set in the ceiling. Lydia, fully nude, stood behind her mistress. In her right hand she held a coiled single braid whip.

"Julia, you must now be whipped. Your slave, Lydia, will whip you. Lydia, punish your mistress by whipping her breasts and sex. Whip her until I give you the signal to stop. Understand?"

"Yes, master."

"Julia, do you have anything to say?"

"No, master." She shook her head.

The whip made a whistling sound as Lydia swung it behind her. In a full arc, Lydia wrapped it over and across Julia’s bare breasts. It scored her nipples. Julia tossed her head back and let out a squeal. "EEEAAAHHH!" Again the slice of the whip in the air. Its impact is making a wet sounding slap. Turgid nipples were punished again with coarse leather. Julia’s head went back and she opened her mouth to a deep throaty gasp. "AARRGGHH!" Again the leather hissed a path in the air to land across quivering breasts. Rock hard nipples standing like tough little troopers against the on-slot of braided cow hide. This time when Lydia pulled away the whip. Julia’s breasts swayed from side to side.

"AAA!" Julia twisted on her tether. Causing more distention of her now red streaked teats.

Lydia dropped the whip to a lower level. In a nasty upward stroke. The narrow braid found the cleft of her sex. Coarse leather bit like a snake on Julia’s tender clitoris. This impact caused her to give two quick shakes of her head. It was unthinkable for Julia to realize that her bare sex was being whipped.

Three more strokes up and between her legs. Parting the neither lips of her cleft, seared Julia’s womanhood with a fiery reminder of her folly.

It was on the eighth stroke that Julia sucked in a deep breath. The ninth stroke delivered another quick shake of her head. The tenth was the charmer. It produced one of the most pitiful wails Flavious or anyone had ever heard from a naked girl under the lash. Julia rocked her head back and forth and let out a cry that echoed in every corner of the villa. Slaves at work stopped and listened in terror, "AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!"

The next strokes were once again delivered to her bare breasts. They became a crosshatch of red welts that spanned here and there over nipples and curves. As the whip took grip on her soft swollen tits, Lydia would pull it away sharply. Chaffing and raising red vivid welts. Making Julia’s breasts sway and bounce at every stroke. Julia vocalized her agony with breathy gulping protests. "NOOO! NNNAAAHHH! PLEEESE! YAAH! AH! OH! HHUUMMPP!"

The Emperor looked at Flavious and nodded his approval to stop the whipping. Flavious raised his hand to halt Lydia. It was now Felina’s turn to go under the lash. She received her whipping from Mona. Her acceptance of the whip differed little from Julia’s responses. When her whipping was completed. Julia and Felina were tied facing each other for the night. The grueling girl punishment, being forced to remain nipple to nipple and clit to clit. The two girls settled in as the Emperor and their master retired to separate bedchambers. Flavious would sleep with Mona and Lydia. They would provide him with ample amusement.

Meanwhile, the Emperor would enjoy his own slave girls along with the two sunburned blondes from the arena, to fill his carnal needs. The blondes really wouldn’t enjoy what he’d planned for them.

They stood before him, with their wrists behind their necks. Displaying their nudity, with out-thrust

chests; each girl showing him a pair of whipped and very sunburned breasts tipped with the sorest looking set of nipples that ever could be seen. As the Emperor admired their shape and complemented them on taking such a brutal whipping at the hands of the brunettes, he decided that something else was needed as a final touch to add to their experiences. He snapped his fingers and Lyona stepped over. She had a very thin rod in her hand. The Emperor smiled as his fingers began to fondle each of the girl’s sore nipples.

The nude blondes stood back to back with their wrists crossed and drawn up by a rope tied to a ringbolt fastened in the ceiling. Their legs were obscenely spread and roped to the base of two impressive columns. Lyona, standing absentmindedly naked was ready to apply the switch with skill to the two blonde’s already well whipped breasts.

Lyona licked the switch then casually ran it across her own nipples, causing them to pop up hard and erect. She smiled at one of the girls, whose name was Nann, and with a wrinkle of her nose and a wink of her eye, she looked at her master who gave her a sign by lifting his left index finger. Using a rapid side arm stroke, she impacted the switch directly across Nann’s sore nipples. They were hard as she felt the firm flesh against the rod give her a feeling like she’d struck a couple of pebbles.

Nann shook her head, "No."

Nann’s nipples indented with the rod and returned to their swollen shape. At first to look at them, it was hard to believe that the nipples were struck at all. Then, Lyona noticed the area where the rod struck, became white just for a second, then immediately turned a deeper red, forming a line across each nipple and continuing to each side about another inch or two. The sound the switch made perked the Emperor up as it was similar to the sound that might have been made if Lyona had struck two full boata bags of wine. A wet almost hollow kind of sound. Nann just closed her eyes and screwed up her face in pain. She stomped her foot a couple of times, with in the limits of her condition of course. She shook her head, but oddly enough, she didn’t let out sound. Shrugging her shoulders, Lyona looked at her master, who again motioned for another. She gave a courtly nod of her head, and answered his order with another swift slice across Nann’s nipples.

Nann fairly danced in her bondage like a tethered doll. This time she let out a scream that made the Emperor’s ears hurt. He ordered her gagged as well as Tara, the other blonde. For the next hour, Lyona worked up a hefty sweat pelting the two blonde’s nipples with the rod. The Emperor stood up and went over to first Nann then around to Tara. He touched the girls’ popping hard nipples, all they could do was

weep. Just for fun, he had Lyona give each of the girls another five. He swore the columns they were bound between shifted a bit. On the last stroke on each blonde’s bare red nipples Lyona would rub the

rod up and down over their tips. The girl who had been struck, would gasp and whimper. The Emperor’s firm cock would quiver at the sight of the girl’s bare breasts shuddering after each stroke of the switch. From his vantage point, he could clearly see one of the girl’s nipples gorged ruby red. From her squirming and reactions, he knew Lyona’s skills with the switch were excellent.

Following their switching, Lyona, at the Emperor’s orders attached a Chinese clip fixed with a shinny bobble weight to each of the blonde’s throbbing nipples. As the two girls shifted their weight and vocalize their protests, the weights made their sunburned breasts gently sway back and forth. These weights were just heavy enough to make their nipples bend over. Lyona knew that when the Emperor ordered the clips and weights to be removed, these two girls would climax.

Marcus enjoyed Gretchen. She rode him like a stallion. Velbus found Ebony and Tina enjoyable in bed. Ebony was especially fun after a whipping with a tawse.

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