It sucked then, too. Did Heather contact Emma somehow? No, that wasn’t possible. Was it?“Eeee! Eeee! Eeee!!!” Jess cried out as her orgasm hit again.“I’m cumming, Mistress, I’m cumming!” she shouted. The pain and pleasure were both intense and in her effort to pull away from the bullet vibe a final time, she fell over onto her side. With the spreader bars still in place, she couldn’t really go anywhere, but Emma pulled the toy away anyway.“Mmmmmm, mmmmmm,” Jess was moaning as her climax continued to hit. Emma rubbed a hand across Jess’ belly while playing with her hair with the other hand. Emma smiled down at her, relishing the sight of the bound, naked girl writhing with pleasure. Pleasure that she, Emma, had given to her. Pleasure that the naked girl was powerless to pull away from. Powerless to resist. Emma had that power.Emma gently pulled the other vibrator out of Jess’ pussy, but Jess was too far gone to even notice. Jess’ eyes were closed tight and she was chewing hard on her. Lucius was actually a childhood playmate, despite being two years my senior, but we had drifted apart once I reached the age where father no longer wanted me playing with boys. I had seen him little in the past two years, and since the death of his father we had only met each other at banquets and when I came to sacrifice before him. When I thought about it, I realized that sacrifices might have been the root of the problem. My stepmother, Attia, had adopted strange religious ideas of late and refused to sacrifice to any god, including the emperor.We alighted at the Domus Flavia, and were surprised to find ourselves led into the lararium rather than the throne room or the basilica. Lucius/Dacianus (I was unsure how much familiarity our previous acquaintance granted me) was standing under a recently dedicated statue of his father, along with his mother the empress Domitia Longina.“Hail Caesar,” father cried out, a little too enthusiastically.“Greetings Servius Laellius,” the emperor.
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