Beneath the blood-red sun, the warm sand of the dunes caressed my skin as I walked, a slender chain connecting my aching wrists. The two men who owned me flanked me, their hard, muscular bodies gleaming with sweat. My heart pounded with a mixture of fear and anticipation, and my treacherous body betrayed me, growing wet with desire.
Their names were Drusus and Gaius, and they were both Roman soldiers, even though they were not in uniform. They had taken me as a slave during a raid on my village, and now I was theirs to do with as they pleased.
Drusus was the tall, dark-haired one, with deep-set blue eyes that seemed to pierce straight through to my soul. He was the one who had chosen me to be their slave, and I knew that he often watched me as I went about my daily chores in the camp. He was a distant, cold man, but his gaze always made me feel like a piece of meat.
Gaius, on the other hand, was a blonde, with curly hair and a far more open and friendly demeanor. He had been the one who had taken my virginity, in an act that was as brutal as it was exciting. He was more hands-on, and I knew that it was him who had suggested that we be allowed to use their slave for their pleasure.
We reached the center of the dunes, and the Romans stopped, staring out at the endless waves of sand that stretched out around us. Drusus reached into his pouch and pulled out a small, leather whip, which he handed to Gaius. I swallowed hard, my heart fluttering in my chest.
“Begin,” he said, his voice cold and emotionless.
Gaius’s eyes sparkled as he stepped forward, the whip cracking in his hand. “Strip,” he commanded, and I didn’t need to be told twice. My hands shook as I reached for the ties at the front of my simple slave dress and pulled it down, exposing my body to the harsh desert sun. I felt my nipples harden as the men’s eyes roamed over my naked body.
Gaius moved closer, his fingers brushing against my skin. “Bend over,” he said, and I did as he commanded, bending at the waist and presenting my ass for punishment.
The first blow of the whip was like a bolt of lightning, and I gasped as the pain radiated through my body. He wasn’t holding back, and the next few strokes landed in quick succession, each one stinging more than the last. I bit my lip, trying to hold back the tears as the whip bit into my skin.
Drusus watched, his face impassive, as the whip struck my ass over and over again. Each stroke seemed to send a message directly to my pussy, which was growing wetter and wetter with each passing moment. I knew that I was a perverse creature, that I should be crying and pleading for the whipping to stop, but instead, I found myself becoming more aroused with each stroke.
Finally, Gaius stepped back, admiring his work. “Enough,” Drusus said, and Gaius dropped the whip. “Now, fuck her.”
Gaius didn’t need any further encouragement. He spun me around and pushed me to my knees, his hard cock already in his hand. I opened my mouth eagerly, craving the taste of him, and he forced himself inside, all the way to the back of my throat. I gagged, but I didn’t care, I wanted him to use me as hard as he could.
Using my tongue, I swirled it around his shaft, tasting the salty tang of pre-cum that leaked from his cock. I moved my head, taking him deeper, and he groaned, his hands grabbing at my hair and pulling me closer.
Suddenly, Drusus stepped forward, his own cock in his hand. He was larger than Gaius, and his thick shaft made my pussy ache in anticipation. He didn’t say a word, but I knew what he wanted. I reached out, wrapping my hand around his shaft and stroking it, feeling it grow even larger in my hand.
My pussy was on fire, and I knew that I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled my mouth off Gaius’s cock and turned to Drusus. “Fuck me,” I begged, and he didn’t need any more encouragement.
He grabbed me, his hands hard and brutal as he lifted me up and impaled me on his cock. I gasped, my pussy stretching to accommodate him, and I knew that I would never be the same again. He began to fuck me, hard and fast, and I could feel each stroke deep inside my body, filling me and driving me closer and closer to the edge.
Gaius moved in front of me, and I opened my mouth for him again, sucking his cock as Drusus pounded into me from behind. Suddenly, he pulled out, and I knew what was coming.
He grabbed my head, his cock slamming into my mouth, and Gaius moved behind me, his cock rubbing against my tight, puckered hole. He was gentle, at least at first, but I knew that he would take me there, too.
As Gaius pushed his cock into me, I felt a moment’s pain, but it quickly subsided, leaving me with a full, stretched feeling that I had never experienced before. I moaned around Drusus’s cock, my body on fire as the two men used me, and I knew that I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I came, my body exploding in a haze of pleasure that left me panting and gasping, but they didn’t stop. Drusus pulled out of my mouth and moved behind me, and I knew that he wanted to take me there, too. I looked into Gaius’s eyes, and I knew that I wanted it, too.
He pulled out of me, and Drusus moved in, his cock pushing against my ass. I gasped, my body stretched to its limit, but I knew that I could take it. He fucked me, harder than Gaius had, and I could feel each stroke deep inside my body, telling me that I was theirs now, completely and totally.
Finally, Drusus pulled out, leaving me panting and gasping, my body aching and sore, but I knew that I had given them what they wanted.
I looked up, and I saw the cum that covered my body, both from Gaius’s cock and Drusus’s. I felt a final, powerful orgasm building, and I knew that it was okay to let go.
“Did we please you?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. Drusus nodded, and I smiled, knowing that I had done my duty. I may be a slave, but at least I could give these men the pleasure they desired, and in doing so, I found my own.
